A cloudy winter’s day along the river.

Sometimes Nature uses clouds to show us what She wants us to see.

Morning arrived through a window of winter clouds

It was that kind of day.

Clouds in the valleys

Today we watched a small plane flying far below us.

Afternoon clouds

Something always; if not color, then pattern.

Sky shadow

The sun was just above the horizon behind me and to my left. The fat blue line is the shadow of the contrail on the clouds above it.

Summer evening clouds

What a beautiful end to a summer day.