Saturday, February 22, 2014

Blue Skies

I never get tired of the blue sky.
                --Vincent Van Gogh

This afternoon as I was driving,
I turned onto a parkway and
was startled at how bright blue the sky was in front of me.
There was a crescent-shaped swath of white cloud 
far above the horizon.
It was dazzling.

Vincent Van Gogh  "Wheatfield with a Lark"

I love the way a blue sky can be so ordinary 
and extraordinary at the same time.
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