Spring Out

[rejectomorph]

Last night, the sky was powdered with pale cirrus clouds drifting slowly across the stars. They lingered through this cooler day, and I watch them float above the rippling light that plays over the oak trees in the afternoon breeze. The last day of spring turned out to be a spring day, after all; something to remember when summer's enervating dog days come around.

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[mskatie.livejournal.com]

I am in awe of your experiences - how closely you follow what the sky is doing throughout the day. Most people can't be bothered or are simply too busy to take the time to look upwards. It reminds me that I need to take the time.