I am grateful for clouds.
I love an uncluttered sky as much as the next girl, but I also love those huge, fluffy cumulus clouds, the kind whose shapes are obvious and interesting. It's the stuff of childhood that never gets old to me. I see dogs and dragons, fruits and veggies, swords and scissors. I love the occasional heart cloud though. I have a dear friend whose life is peppered with struggle, sacrifice, and selflessness. Whenever I see a heart shape, I think of her and pray.
Thank You, Lord, for making condensation entertaining.
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