Day 140... above the clouds

The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn't it be? - it is the same the angels breathe. ~Mark Twain, "Roughing It"

There is something special about being above the clouds... the light is different and looking down seeing the light on top of the clouds is wonderful.

I love the colour and light of this cloud with the darkness of the ground below.

Day 107... dragonfly

Your delicate wings rapidly beat the air

The sleekness of your weightless body hovers

Curiously observing as though you care

Steadily searching for lifelong endeavors

Do you bring a message of a tranquil destiny?

Does your evolving maturity convey wisdom?

If I follow, will I find harmony or perplexity?

As you disappear… I am serenely lonesome

Theresa Ann Moore

Today I headed to Morialta as I walked along side the creek, I noticed the magic of the dragonflies dancing across the water. I headed down to the water to capture some of that magic