Midwest Skies Like These
I usually wouldn’t have thought to grab my camera for my five-mile trip to the post office this week. I’d just finished hauling no less than ten bags of wet cedar mulch from my truck and to the backyard garden areas! But for whatever reason, just before I left, I grabbed my camera gear. And this was what was waiting for me.
Oh my, it took my breath away, even more than the heavy bags of mulch just moments before.
It was an absolute feast for the senses: The endless shades of blue in the sky, the fluffy and multi-dimensional white clouds, the brightness of the new spring green, and the whispering, warm winds.
And then this, with the fence and windmill:
Midwest Skies Like These
And if that wasn’t enough to send me swooning, here is more:
This scene reminds me of the days when we would just plop down in the grass and do nothing.
“When you’re a kid, you lay in the grass and watch the clouds going over, and you literally don’t have a thought in your mind. It’s purely meditation, and we lose that.”
~Dick Van Dyke