Last night after yoga class, I dragged a bag of Mats to load in the Outback. The bag has about 20 mats and they are heavier than I expected.
I hefted them up and into the back of the SUV with one hand. The grunt I made was not attractive.
As I clicked the hatch closed, I turned and leaned against the back of the car to assess the sky. When we drove in a few hours before, the sky looked like rain, but that all moved off to the east.
As I looked toward Birmingham, I saw a couple of cloud formations that looked like they'd been brushed in the sky by a talented watercolor artist.
The picture below is straight from my camera with no filters or editing. Did I mention that I love looking at clouds?
I hefted them up and into the back of the SUV with one hand. The grunt I made was not attractive.
As I clicked the hatch closed, I turned and leaned against the back of the car to assess the sky. When we drove in a few hours before, the sky looked like rain, but that all moved off to the east.
As I looked toward Birmingham, I saw a couple of cloud formations that looked like they'd been brushed in the sky by a talented watercolor artist.
The picture below is straight from my camera with no filters or editing. Did I mention that I love looking at clouds?
