it’s raining. it’s spring and it’s supposed to do that, but it’s beautiful. their is such a large difference between spring clouds and winter clouds. winter’s come in gray sheets pulled too tight on the bed. suffocating. while spring’s clouds come with a bright shimmer behind them and brief interruptions of dazzling blue sky. if you’re in the middle of the valley you can see it raining along the mountains. dark clouds being ripped open by the peaks creating long sprays from thunderhead to ground. and to the north east you can see the snow-caped peaks surrounded by clear blue.
and sunsets... their aren’t words enough to describe them.
posted @ 7:14 PM