When you walk outside, do you look up to see what the clouds have to offer? Have you lost your sense of fun? I hope not. Cloud watching has always been one of my favorite pass times. How can you be bored? Walking outside on a summer's day and the billowing clouds, thick and scudding by, hold everything you can imagine in sight. Winter clouds are heavy with rain or snow but still have pictures for you to imagine and enjoy. The other day my daughter Pat and I were driving up 101 on our way home and there was a huge puffy white cloud with the look of a hand with one finger pointing skyward....yes, 'that' finger that sends a message to all without any doubts or fears. It could come from a fellow driver, or a mad neighbor depending on what you did or didn't do to earn such respect. We had such fun with that cloud as we changed our view point and came up with all kinds of ideas of what it could stand for. A sense of fun, enjoyable laughter and a memory builder . . . all in one cloud. 
Isn't it amazing to watch the wind push the clouds along. Sometimes the wind makes a special pattern of design and color that catches the eye. The linticular clouds of Nevada are awesome and look like UFO's lined up and ready to make a landing in the high desert. Then we have the low clouds that come in from the ocean and hang like an eerie mist over the trees and the land which makes a beautiful scene. The thunder-heads are awesome and line up to come in over the ocean bringing a myriad of pictures for the imagination to run with as they swirl thick and pure stark white, always a pleasure to look at.
Storm clouds hovering over the land waiting to drop sleeting pelting rain that makes noises on the window panes. It is something to see them fall on the windshield of the car as they make patterns similar to snow drops. I am still trying to describe what rain sounds like and cannot do it...droplets make no noise while the teeming rain bounces like small balls up and down on the pavement and I hear the rain but cannot describe it. It pelts, it bounces, it falls almost like silence yet it makes noises. A good storm clears the air and the sun comes out, that is the time to go for a walk and take deep breaths and enjoy the cleansing effects of the storm.
The Hands of God. This picture has been going around on the computer for some time now and I love to see it. My imagination sores and I know that those candles I light and the prayers I send are not wasted.
So, today, keep your faith, hope and have a bit of charity for your fellow man. Be kind to your family members, even the extended ones, and join your friends for a few minutes of hugs, fun and love, after all it is Valentine Day and it should be a day to make memories forever. Look up, you may see something new and different. Take a friend to lunch and have a decadent desert, after all Lent follows this coming Wednesday and we are all giving up our most favorite thing . . . right? No . . . well, at least something close to your favorite thing . . . be brave you'll love yourself on Easter Sunday morning.
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