Candy floss clouds

I wish you had been with me at dusk yesterday to share the sight of the sky as the breeze blew the rain clouds away to the east, revealing the remnants of a blue sky, in which hung the half moon and the most wonderful arrangement of white, fluffy clouds. As the sun hastened eastwards with the rain, those balls of cotton wool turned into pink candy floss – you could almost hear the fair ground music.

Yes, I wish you had been with me to see that.

I also wish I hadn’t left my camera at home …

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