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There is "the Cloud", and There Is the Real Thing

Have you noticed how tourism/travel literature always shows blue skies in its postcards?

Who the hell wants blue skies all the time! It is that time of year again, when aridity and blue skies and sunlight become oppressive.  

But this morning there were clouds, merciful clouds. Granted they were not the picturesque clouds that the Southwest gets during the summer monsoon season.

But don't think I'm complaining. It is worth suffering through the wildfire season, when your skin and fingernails slough off your body, and your hair turns to dry straw, just to experience the bliss of the monsoons.

Strictly speaking, it wasn't the clouds that were so glorious, it was the shade. In June I would rhapsodize over shade caused by anything.

Dogs agree with this opinion!

Archive: the Southwestern sun in June was even too much for the Little Valiant One.


XXXXX said…
I've looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It's cloud's illusions I recall
I really don't know clouds at all
Ed said…
Your right about dogs and shade. I notice that when walking Patches in the afternoon when we are walking westward she will walk on leash at my side, when walking eastward she moves out in front of me to get in my shadow/shade. Smart dogs!
She is indeed a smart dog if she know how to play the shadow game!