I love making little stories out of the images in the sky, it's so silly&childish but it amuses me that I have this imagination whirring frantically to fit words to the strange shapes I see in the sky.
The drive home was a long one and the skies were quickly colouring into the most gorgeous colours of pink and orange. Sunsets always fascinated me but the clouds were mesmerising, I saw a hunchbacked giant brandishing a bouquet of flowers, he's walking into the horizon with this gift of simple roses. The steps he takes are slow and calculated, there's meaning behind his walk towards his loved one.
I saw a petite woman in the skies, she had the cutest poodle who coincidentally was taking a shit underneath a tree. the winding branches served as an umbrella for her and her poodle. The lady's features were nondescript but her outfit made up for what she didn't have- a huge flowing dress accentuated her slim waist and brought out the copper colour of her curls. Life was a simple one, she walked her dog at the brink of sunset and ate at restaurants. Always at the same table.
The skies draw pictures with the cloud, the sun colours them and words formulate easily with these wondrous images.
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11 raindrops:
Wonderful imagination you got going on there. Let me try that too, with a little practice I think I'll come up with my own story :)
PS: We don't have clouds here all throughout summer, so will have to wait until November.
That was wonderful. :)
the skies tell me stories too :)
ohh i still do it and it is worth it!
brings out the artist in me ;)
OoooHhhhh! I do this too! Clouds ROCK.
I used to do that too :-)
AMazingerer
Hm interesting. I like it.
WOW! :)
now this is imagination !
the sky here was full of clouds today and it rained too :D
I still do that sometimes..:)
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