A circus parade of grey bottom pachyderm clouds lumbered nose to tail across the Alice blue sky, fluffy white puppy clouds gamboled in between, while the sun, headed another direction entirely played hide and seek between their legs. Reaching the mountains one after another, after another trudged up the ridges stepped over the top and disappeared.................
...............Mercy we must all be waxing poetic, I was looking out the window at the cloudy sky yesterday when my mind started visual descriptions that I especially liked so I wrote them down. Don't you just love similes and metaphors, I do.
2 comments:
Do you know how much I love coming here. Always so many wonderful pictures. As a child I so enjoyed laying in the grass and viewing the clouds finding many new things in them. I do that with my grandchildren now and what an adventure we have:)
XXXOOO
becky
Pachyderms and puppies! I love it when you wax poetic! :=} I love the picture I get in my head of the clouds trudging up the mountain and stepping over to the other side.
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