July in Georgia
The billowing, high-rise clouds in today's sky look like a clothesline filled with white sheets in an Oxydol or Tide commercial. Atypically there is also a bit of a breeze that even makes billowing of "the sheets" a possibility. I've been told by more than one person visiting Savannah that the clouds here are awesome and I suppose they are. We take them for granted. The painter in me is particularly appreciative of our phenomenal clouds. Sometimes I think of them as Savannah's mountains... like our own Rockies. Because of our flat terrain the horizon is infinite in almost every direction. Makes for a wonderful canvas to display an impressive assortment of clouds, often more than one variety at the same time. Today they also remind me a bit of the primitive sky and clouds that children do. The sky is too blue to be real, sort of like in child drawings. The clouds are lined up and all puffy, typical of such art also.
My son and grandson returned from their trip to Africa. Have yet to catch a glimpse of their thousands of pictures. No one was mauled by wild animals and neither was the victim of anti American enthusiasm or a spur of the moment civil war. So far neither has come down with Malaria or the myriad other diseases we associate with that continent. We're saving the pictures for the annual family beach week. Hope the current idyllic weather keeps through that occasion as well.