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Alley infrastructure and fluffy clouds seen downtown in Quincy. Quincy, Massachusetts, USA.

 

Infraestructura de callejon y nubes esponjosas vistos en el centro de Quincy. Quincy Massachusetts, EE. UU.

Clouds and water of Egmont Key, FL

One of my favorites that I took at the beach last year.

Can you say "HOT"! I have been in Laredo in March when it was 100 degrees F. Plus they get some of the Gulf of Mexico humidity blowing in.which is like turning up the boiler..and then turn around and have long dry periods when the prevailing wind is from the west. I still like it! Every place I have been has its own glory.

 

A New Day (James watkins) not hdr

 

A new day begins-

earthbound-

ethereal-

flying around.

 

Unseen mists of morning-

open ocean green,

blue spouted spray queens-

darkened emerald dreams.

 

Violent moodiness of

ancient ocean floors.

Standing silent-

stopped-

by solid sentinel gray doors.

 

Open your ears to

hear the ancient song-

we are a breath-

a whisper-

and then gone.

 

Gray white clouds in

measured morning light,

stretch forth ghostly hands

to distant horizon heights.

 

Flowing sands,

rich soft pillows rising,

foam waters rolled –

Reflectioned sweet-

blessings stormy,

and daggered deep.

 

Footpaths fallen-

though carefully called-

lie brooding-

waiting-

silently enthralled.

 

Come, full- birthed,

appearing quickly

thing of ancient beauty-

aging stars of light-

bright brilliant singing,

resisting evil night.

 

Bring your watchers

high and steep-

strong on hidden walls,

soft from winters sleep-

 

unchained mystic music-

mighty opening keys-

darkened dormant dominions-

breath of living wings.

 

Blown now by fire,

frenzied furnace hot-

desperate with desire,

of beauty that is not.

 

Frozen mountain stars-

regal, reigning,

galaxies unfurled.

Swirling, dancing destinies-

on anxious alien worlds.

 

Future hope through

eyes that can not see-

guarded pathways of

mundaned revelry.

 

Massive mountain darkness,

night mystery and pearl,

deadly wicked wonders,

no heavenly theme

imperiled.

 

Dying dreams-

sprung to life-

soon escaped

from winters white.

 

Ephemeral future-

celestially veiled,

tossed and lifeless,

embattled and assailed.

 

Come forth now,

by seasons force,

to plans of old-

now lend your voice.

 

Creation sounds,

that groan and sway,

walking free forever-

with joy,

for one more,

glorious

day.

 

James watkins 4/04

  

Mountain peaks make a brief appearance as the clouds part above Chamonix, France.

amazing anvil cloud that towered over Austin last week

Looking towards Skiddaw from Braithwaite, Cumbria, England

Clouds - August 2013

An interesting morning. It's cold. Minus 18 C with a wind chill of -28. Lots of spindrift coming off the roof with some sun dogs in the clouds.

If you forget me

 

I want you to know

one thing.

 

You know how this is:

if I look

at the crystal moon, at the red branch

of the slow autumn at my window,

if I touch

near the fire

the impalpable ash

or the wrinkled body of the log,

everything carries me to you,

as if everything that exists,

aromas, light, metals,

were little boats

that sail

toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

 

Well, now,

if little by little you stop loving me

I shall stop loving you little by little.

 

If suddenly

you forget me

do not look for me,

for I shall already have forgotten you.

 

If you think it long and mad,

the wind of banners

that passes through my life,

and you decide

to leave me at the shore

of the heart where I have roots,

remember

that on that day,

at that hour,

I shall lift my arms

and my roots will set off

to seek another land.

 

But

if each day,

each hour,

you feel that you are destined for me

with implacable sweetness,

if each day a flower

climbs up to your lips to seek me,

ah my love, ah my own,

in me all that fire is repeated,

in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,

my love feeds on your love, beloved,

and as long as you live it will be in your arms

without leaving mine.

Pablo Neruda

 

We had sorta wonderful cloudy party in Canberra.

 

*Note: More pics of Sky and Scenery in my Sky and Scenery Album.

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Clouds over downtown Miami

Difficult conditions as I headed up the North West coast of Scotland.

Heavy cloud in the valley today. I was just watching it swirl around when this gap suddenly opened up. The house was in the cloud so lucky. I could even throw the near cloud out of focus.

 

After a couple of days with thunderstorms and torrential rain we had one nice day with agreeable temperatures and lovely photogenic clouds. Meanwhile the sky is perfectly blue and quite boring again and it's getting warmer and warmer. The capture was taken on the fields near the place where I live.

Well, here is no sun...or is there?

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Mt.Diablo, California

日落就是一種魔法, 多平庸的一個城市, 這時候仍會化成令人驚嘆的景色。

 

View from Cloud View Road, North Point. 2023.

Amazing cloud formations just hours before the blizzard began.

Cirrus cloud over Sydney

Shortly after it rained.

Blue skye at dusk in Orlando.

Strange looking cloud over the hills near Beeswing Dumfries

 

Tonight I'll do as they do and travel home. See you on the other side.

 

Enjoy!

 

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