I had the great fortune last week to drive for 10 hours alone, in clear, dry conditions and the clouds building along the way. I didn’t end up in any rain, but I sure saw the clouds preparing to dump it on both my drive away from home and then back again 2 days later.
The sky was ever-changing, clouds fluffy and white, grey and scary, opaque and transparent, and fabulous to watch.
I had my camera and took full advantage. I got shots from inside the car, and I stopped a few times to take full advantage of the view and spend a moment in awe.
I started to think I would learn more about clouds. Pieces of knowledge came back from earlier days of science class – cumulus, stratus, cirrus. I don’t remember what the differences are or which is which. I guess the brain remembers triggers but not necessarily the full content of all we learned.
I do know it has to do with the height and the appearance. I’ll look them up before I get the next chance to drive along and bask in the vastness of the sky above. For now, I’ll reflect on the journey I took, and enjoy the photos. What a wonderful world we live in when a solo journey – heading off to meet friends – can be as pleasurable as the destination. All made possible by water travelling in cloud formation through the air.