At least that's what I think. Like water, its particles always flow, always follows where the wind blows them. I will believe this until somebody tells me otherwise. :-) So long as the earth turns, there will be always a different sky. And different beautiful reasons to take its photos on a more or less regular basis. It is almost my excuse for having usually the same spot for my sky photos - our backyard!
We've had several days of sunny weather, and yesterday was one of those.
The blue skies and the white clouds remind me of the poem that my children learned in homeschool -
Clouds
by Christina Rossetti
White sheep, white sheep,
On a blue hill,
When the wind stops,
You all stand still.
When the wind blows,
You walk away slow.
White sheep, white sheep,
Where do you go?
May you all have a great blessed day.
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