Waves of clouds, tent-bending winds, thunder, lightning. The new tent holds and we emerge, safe and dry, to find clouds like mountains rolling and tumbling, mystical, transcendent. We gasp and gape in wonder until the next wave rumbles through.

clouds like mountains

3 thoughts on “170/365

  1. so good to get to see these clouds with you my friend! it was an awakening weekend!! you captured it well….

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