Today is cloudy, some might say dreary . . . okay, most days I would say it was dreary.
But I’ve been trying to look deeper into those things that look ugly, and I realized something–
There’s beauty inside that grey.
The sky is blanketed, in wisps of deep purple, whispering over blue and grey. Somber, cool, quiet.
I struggle to see that beauty sometimes, but I realized the other day that without the clouds, the beauty of sunrise and sunsets are just missing a little something. It takes some darkness, some flaws to paint a really amazing sky…
…So you see. There’s something about clouds.