Having watched the sun bringing out the brightness of the Daffodils opposite I left the lair and crossed the park. Naturally ahead the looming clouds turned deepest black and soon pelted forth the rain. This led me into several shops to avoid this and as I sauntered back home, behind the passing cloud I was amazed at the formation thereof. Because of the telephone wires, trees and houses forcing their way into the picture I fail to capture the extent of the range of cloud above.
The world continues as always. MP's are back to backstabbing, the Boston Bomber is found on several pictures (in which he is different in each), a huge Fertiliser factory explodes in Texas, that of course was the material in many of the IRA bombs, and every day crime, trauma, and half truths fill the media. Read any newspaper from 50, 100 or any time before this and the stories stay the same, only the style varies. Life does not change much. What is has been and what was will be again as they say.
Just like the clouds I suppose....
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6 comments:
The sun was only fleeting by the sounds of it up your way, Adullamite...and as you say, life is that way...unfortunately.
There's always something ready to rain on our parade!
But...in the meantime, it is a sunny, clear day in May here...not hot, not cold; nigh on perfect.
It may have been gray, but excellent photos. Sums up the day, lets hope the suns out today,
A bit of blue sky peeking throught the clouds here. A bit like the truth in some news reports I guess.
And, I must add...our sky here is blue, not grey, today! ;)
Upon us all a little rain must fall. I like clouds, each one unique and an excellent photography subject.
Jerry, Yep!
Lee, Life here is always perfect......
Alan, Gray indeed.
Mo, You have good eyesight....
Lee, It's always blue there.
Rab, Clouds do make good pics.
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