“How sweet to be a Cloud. Floating in the Blue!” ~ A. A. Milne

“Time is free, but it’s priceless. You can’t own it, but you can use it. You can’t keep it, but...

“The sky grew darker, painted blue on blue, one stroke at a time, into deeper and deeper shades of night.”...

“It was a beautiful bright autumn day, with air like cider and a sky so blue you could drown in...

Jets leave white trails, or contrails, in their wakes for the same reason you can sometimes see your breath. The...

“Clouds come floating into my life from other days no longer to shed rain or usher storm but to give...

“It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life.” ~ P....

“Like a circle in a spiral Like a wheel within a wheel Never ending or beginning On an ever-spinning reel...

A little Cloud was fashioned In a summer hour By the love impassioned Of the sun and shower. ~ James...

“Summertime is always the best of what might be.” ~ Charles Bowden