Clouds Part Two

These clouds blow me away. Or is it that I’m trying to capture every nuance of being here so that one photo can take me back? One image can give me the feeling again of standing on the front step of Duns breathing deeply and knowing I am part of creation. I hope one look at the ripples of fluff in the sky will remind me to actually take the time to look up. It’s a hope. Even here I sometimes keep me head down. Not every day is magical. But every day I start out thinking I will find magic. Most often I find some sparkles because I’m looking.

Looking out the front door of Duns and looking out the back door. I didn’t even have to go far. A little like Dorothy and the Wizard of OZ, the magic was at home all the time, at home in me.