fears swell in clouding bruises,
marring joy, existence blanketed in
agonies of indecision; promises of dire
misfortune as yet undelivered
but hope still shines
chase sunbeams around trees
and dance minuets with shadows, for
possibility plays amongst nature’s wealth:
each storm faced will be weathered
I was amazed that I didn’t get caught in a downpour when I ventured out for my daily walk on day 137 of 365 Days Wild. The clouds were dark and heavy and ominous, but, fortunately, they all passed overhead without dropping their loads of rain. It meant that I got a few interesting pictures of sunlit ground with stormy-looking clouds above, as well as some wonderfully dramatic skyscapes over the local fields.
That’s all for today. Have you see seen any dramatic skies where you are?