Sky gazing in Iowa was a surprising feast for the senses: the clarity of the blue sky or the sculpting of the thick gray clouds, the brightness of the lush green grass, the soft breeze in the air.
And the sunsets! I saw some glorious sunsets in Buchanan County. And the clouds were constantly changing and re-arranging . . . setting off coppery blazes. Not sure a camera could do them justice–some of the sights took my breath away.
Say, do you happen to know . . . is it better to say “The sky was beautiful” or “The skies were beautiful”? I prefer skies. Sounds vast and multi-dimensional.
Regardless of whether it’s skies or sky, try to stop and take a moment to notice your sky today. Really notice. If it’s an overcast day, look for shapes in the clouds. If it’s sunny, savor the blueness of the blue.
“There’s a sunrise and a sunset every single day, and they’re absolutely free. Don’t miss so many of them.” —Jo Walton