SKYWATCH FRIDAY – Sun, Ice, Water, Fog (Lake Erie)
The day had been dull and fog-obscured from morning until late afternoon, when the sun broke through behind the veil of gray, silhouetted the ice peaks out on the lake, and turned everything the color of a Jovian storm. To further the metaphor, rivulets and pools of bright water along the top of the ice looked ancient as the surface of a Galilean moon. (click to enlarge for details)
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The Cloud Messenger (Meghadūta) is a lyric poem by the respected Indian poet, Kālidāsa. The poem centers around a yaksa in exile. Longing for his beloved, waiting for him on a Himalayan mountain, he asks a cloud to take a message to her. The sights he tells the cloud it will see on its way make up most of the poem.
The idea of recording observations appeals to me. I thought The Cloud Messenger was the perfect title for a blog about the journey that we all make as we move through our days.
I'm a baby boomer who grew up dancing in the streets of Detroit during the classic Motown years, lived beside the Rocky Mountains for many years, now retired and living (and writing full time) in S. Ontario. I have one blog for rock 'n' roll oldies, and one for nature, poetry and life along the Lake.