Clouds

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I guess I don’t really realize how high up we are actually living right now. My first clue should have been my ears popping. That happens a lot compared to living on the prairie.

But it’s really the clouds. I keep being reminded of a few words from a song I liked years a go.

“Jean, Jean, you’re young and alive,
Come out of you’re half dream, dream
The clouds are so low
You can touch them and so,
Come into the meadow, bonnie Jean.”

I watch them hanging low cutting the peaks off the distant mountains. This morning I woke up to one hanging low here. Of course the inside of clouds look quite a bit like fog and I would think that’s what it was on the prairie.

I see the grass trembling with a breeze, not usual for fog and the ground is wet with overnight rain. So clouds it is.

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If you look really really close you can see Pic in the stillness.

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One response to “Clouds

  1. Been so darn busy I haven’t been reading blogs lately, so I’m trying to catch up. I too love the Sabbath and going to Church- and hey, living near the clouds puts you a little closer to God!

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