Caterpillar Cloud

I came out the front door just around sunset and started the exit rituals. I said hello to the mourning dove hiding in its nest above the door. I said howdy to the medium sized lizard  who was catching the last solar rays on the west-facing front porch. I dropped and gave it a couple of push ups for competition and recognition – it did more, but mine were bigger, so we called it a draw and it scurried off into the bushes.

Then I noticed the isolated and gorgeous catepillar-shaped cloud hanging up there in the sunset sky.

Timing is everything. While it wasn’t going to get pink or orange or truly SPECTACULAR, it was brilliantly white and fluffy and feathery in a darkening sky. It was well above average, and these days that’s worth paying attention to!

If only I had wings to go do barrel rolls around it, through it, touching it, feeling the cold moisture on my face.

But I don’t. *sigh*