I live in one of the most beautiful cities in the world. That mellow, messy, leaf-kicking, perfect pause between summer and winter is my favorite time of year. Chilly air, whistling wind, and rain that smells like memories. Sometimes, I like to lie awake at night listening to the pitter-patter of raindrops on my roof. Sometimes, the sky is so clear that I can see the far blue edge of forever behind distant suns..
The Dream Keeper Bring me all your dreams you dreamers bring me all of your heart melodies that I might wrap them in blue cloud cloth away from the too rough fingers of the world. Langston Hughes -DJ Pettitt Mixed Media Artist
They may look like an Impressionist masterpiece, but these rare nacreous clouds have been spotted 'painting' skies above the UK (Teesdale pictured) in a rainbow of colours. Photographers across the north of England and Scotland have captured the stunning 'mother of pearl' formations which sit in the lower stratosphere
One of Komodo National Park’s 29 islands. This beautiful reserve was established in 1980 and was declared a UNESCO World Heritage Site in 1991. The blue water, green hills, and ever changing clouds... We’ll never tire of this view. The Indonesians have a different word for describing landscape as beautiful. They use indah. For a beautiful girl they use cantik (pronounced “chan-ti”).
Mark Svenvold: "Relearning Winter" Hello Winter, hello flanneled blanket of clouds, clouds fueled by more clouds, hello again... And rain, street lacquer, oily puddles and spinning rubber, mist of angels on the head of a pin, hello...
almond blossom near Albondon ***photo by Robert Bovington*** "It's like going to heaven," my wife commented, on our first drive into the Alpujarras. We had left Roquetas on one of the few grey days. It was in February and there was a lot of low cloud. We had only travelled a few miles up into the mountains, but it was a different world. Above the clouds, there was a bright blue sky and beautiful white and pink blossom of the almond trees.