I Witness Clouds

Cloud formations traverse the skies above. One moment, a gleaming cirrus, the next, a dense overcast.

These celestial entities float silently, whispering tales of weather unspoken and atmospheres unknown. Their shapes morph with unseen winds.

Among the occasional thermals, stories lie etched in vapor: Promises of rains yet to spill on parched earth.

The Weather Diary: a compendium of atmospheric chronicles.

Sporadic glimpses of the sun punctuate the gray, transient bursts of brilliance illuminating the world momentarily.

Beyond the horizon, dusk approaches, red and gold streaks wrapped in the embrace of night.

Clouds accordion across the tapestry of the sky, their boundaries soft and fluid, ever-changing.

Above the Clouds: navigating through the expansive blue.