I love clouds.

I flew back from Vancouver. At one point we were in between two cloud banks, a fluffy one beneath, a clean one above. The sun had just set, so there were wisps of orange and pink amid some red. The sun was behind me, on the other side of the plane... the night was a deep blue... and in between the two cloud banks, unaccompanied, unobscured, discrete was the full moon. Selene in her resplendence. It was like one of those cheesy fantasy paintings, the ones that border somewhe... read more