Location Taken: Somewhere in Saskatchewan, Canada
Time Taken: June 2010
I love watching clouds go by. I especially love it when the clouds are thick enough to block the sun. A patch of darkness slips over the land, creeping up on me. It slides over. And I go from the piercing burn of sunlight hitting my skin to the gentle brush of reflected light slipping through the cloud.
I really am made for clouds and rain and storms. My good weather is other people’s bad weather, and vice versa. I hear the weather forecasters chatting happily about an upcoming sunny day, talking about going to the beach or playing out in the sun, and I mentally schedule a day inside with the curtains closed. When they go all serious about a storm coming through, I throw open the windows to let the storm wind in.
…I really don’t know if anyone else opens their windows for stormy weather. Just another of my oddities, I guess…
