Threads of Your Majesty
The clouds I see from my office window every day across the city skyline fasinates me. They are never the same on any given day.
The texture. The depths. The colours.
They're amazing.
It's created in me a new found fasination for clouds. So much so that when I drive to and from work every day I can't help but notice the clouds in the sky. So as each morning and afternoon greets me, and all that falls in between, I'm constantly finding myself struck with awe at the majesty of the heavens.
I remember stumbling upon a book once that discussed the science of clouds and remember wanting to purchase it. I'm now wondering what the name of that book was...
The texture. The depths. The colours.
They're amazing.
It's created in me a new found fasination for clouds. So much so that when I drive to and from work every day I can't help but notice the clouds in the sky. So as each morning and afternoon greets me, and all that falls in between, I'm constantly finding myself struck with awe at the majesty of the heavens.
I remember stumbling upon a book once that discussed the science of clouds and remember wanting to purchase it. I'm now wondering what the name of that book was...
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