As much as I love traveling and seeing exotic places, there is something to be said for staying in the same place—riding the same stretch of road, walking the same loop—through all seasons. You begin to really notice things.
It was hot here this weekend—100 degrees hot, but this evening, the breeze came in from the coast, like a breath of fresh air. Riding my bike home, appreciating the breeze like I had never felt one before, sitting up, riding no hands (something I just learned to do this winter), I was glad to feel a bit cold.
And then, the clouds started to put on quite a show. I never get tired of looking at clouds, as you may well know if you’ve been reading here for a while.
GASP … what a shocking blue! the sky just never gets old!! that third one is my absolute FAVORITE, though … how dramatic and soft all at once. what amaaaaaaaaaasing pics ….