"Look! The sky is golden," Mom cried, pointing at the skies glowing above the curtained windows. I ran into the kitchen, snatched my camera from the counter and flew out the door. Color pulsed in the skies and I was in awe.
I walked along the streets clicking pictures as I went. Barefoot I made my way to the big meadow next to the
grade school. I'm sure the neighbors must have though
t I was crazy, but I did not care--The skies were fiery with color.
When I looked back through pictures of the sunset, I found the profile of a man just above the trees. Do you see him? What do YOU see?
Last summer I caught the perfect profile of a child floating overhead. I continue to be amazed at the intricate detail of the shapes which can be found in the clouds.
Though I see them quite often, I am still amazed at the faces I find in the clouds. What's really spooky is when the face recognition option in my camera recognizes the same faces I do! How grateful I am for this camera--for the instant capture of amazing things.
Two years ago I clicked my very first photo of clouds where something unexpected can be seen. If you look closely at this untouched photo of the sea--there is the cloudy profile of a lovely woman looking at the waves.
"Look! The sky is golden," Mom cried, pointing at the skies glowing above the curtained windows. I ran into the kitchen, snatched my camera from the counter and flew out the door. Color pulsed in the skies and I was in awe.
