The sky was so beautiful the other day that I had to pull my camera out while in my car to take a picture of it. This was taken through my windshield at the off ramp on exit 12 on 80. The whole sky looked like a warm, nubby wool felt blanket. Like a blanket fort when grandma came over to babysit and moved a few dining room chairs and put a blanket over it and it was all warm and snug in your blankie fortress of solitude. It was as if the whole world was wrapped in a warm soft blanket, through which the soft light of grandma's living room shone through. I love clouds. I suppose that is enough of that. I should probably get out of my own blankie fortress of solitude and face the day.
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