I’ve been enthralled by the sky lately.  It started several nights ago when I was out walking the dog and saw an amazing shade of indigo blue disappearing into the dark night.  Looking back over my other shoulder I saw gradation of light that disappearing behind the buildings in a vibrant teal line.  I pulled my phone from my pocket and called two friends, urging them to come outside to see.

Every day the sky appears different than just the day before.  Heading down Denny/Olive towards the waterfront on Saturday Mt. Rainier was out in full splendor, the Space Needle anchored the city at the base of my view.  Tall mountain surrounded by fluffy cumulus clouds and a brilliant robin egg blue sky… a postcard image made presently real by the criss cross of telephone and power lines between here and there.

How long had it been since I found my eyes to taking snapshots of the sky?  Too long, much too long.

As often happens when I procrastinate other to-dos I found myself on Google looking, this time for poetry about the sky.  My random searching brought me to a site I thought you might enjoy as well -

The Cloud Appreciation Society