
|| endless clouds extend to the horizon line. slate grey, white tuffed, take-deep-breath marshmallows , chewy goodness. softness, a gentling, sunsplit glints of gold, the dresden of heaven’s hutch. clouds come down, bringing middle earth to midwest. pillows, puffs, earth and sky gooey s’more center, coolness, and shade. buckets of liquid love dipped and poured over earth’s open and waiting hands. what would i be without clouds? i’m not talking about the science behind the loss of clouds, i’m talking about fluff-on-the-wind deep soul loss. the loss of the wisp and whisper drawing our hearts and our eyes upward. clouds crowd the crevices of my heart and i want to be forever enveloped in a squishy embrace. bright white, somber grey, i take this popcorn of the sky, salted, anyway. a true friend to sail away on, summer shape finding, a friend to count on hovering close by. a field of fluff for soul and spirit encouragement harvesting. a bit of white lace for earth’s blue and green dress. freshness, light, love…clouds. ||
So beautiful to read. I love the picture of the clouds.
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I’m so glad! How are you? So good to “see” you. ♥️😍
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I am doing well Amy. Ready to come back to blogging which I have missed a lot. Happy when I saw your post come up. I plan to check my reader more often now. I do want to share and I will do that soon. I mean, writing a bit about how life has been etc.
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Would love to see you blogging again, Silvia!! 💖
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Yes! I second this! 😁♥️
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I need to start reading all of you back as well. Blogging is a wonderful experience and I miss the conversation.
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This is gorgeous. I love seeing the world through your poet eyes ❤
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Thank you so much, Joellen!
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Popcorn of the sky!! 🥰🥰
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