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Oh dear Michael! And every time I scroll to re-read your comment, I start laughing at how funny it is. I hope the hair of the dog you don’t have isn’t standing on end.
Meanwhile, your #2440 is exceptional! I still find cirrocumulus the hardest of all clouds to capture well. And yet you always manage it.
Hair Of The Dog
Hans, your Bat Out Of Heaven is a mysterious floating beauty. (So glad you didn’t title it Lost Tooth!)
And Michael, that is positively frightful! I may have spotted its cousin…
It Followed Me Home
Thanks, Michael! I believe the clouds will continue talking to us all in ripples and ruffles and undulating waves (nice one, Hans!) that will continue to amaze.
There’s Something Happening Here
Michael, #2438 has a dramatic vortex pull. It sets my mind to wandering where it will go.
And Hans, you know I can’t help seeing things as they aren’t. So I had to smile at your lovely Skeleton of a Cloud as it morphed into a toothbrush and feathered floss. Here, I offer some troubled teeth with long roots that could have used better hygiene.
A few for the spooky season…
(This first one might be easier to see at small scale.)
Happy Ghost
Trick-or-Treaters
A bit of lens flair and who-knows-what took possession of the camera and created this scene of monster claws, a witch’s hat and a cat’s eye.
Happy Halloween to all!
Elephants, Dogs, and Dragons. Oh my! This one appears to be of the flightless variety, but still offering a ride to the small creature on its back.
Beauties above! And Michael, your #224, and Ruth, your Wee Bit of Moon are favorites! Even the clouds themselves appeared to be talking about them. Here’s a direct quote…
Thanks, Michael! Are you still getting drenched with monsoons there? It must be captivating to witness such dramatic downpours. We had just the tiniest spinkle here last week.
How I wish I could join you, Ruth, along with Michael and Hans at a ‘table for four’. With a grand window view of cloud-filled sky, of course. Hope you’re not getting drenched while you’re out in the wild there. I keep returning to your Soft Sky for the calm beauty of it.
Evidence of a Playful Wind
