Fall gave way to winter last night. Not even into November and we were met with sleet and giant heavy snowflakes. The evening was topped off with a brief power outage. Fortunately that didn’t last very long. It was beautiful but I went to bed a little sad that fall may already be over. Then I woke up today to another beautiful sunny fall day. It’s the joke here in Cincinnati that the weather changes between all seasons in one day. Well, whatever season today may technically be classified as I am just grateful for the beauty of it. The sky today was one to remember.
The sky always amazes me. Sometimes I wonder if there is really anything more awesome than a sky full of infinitely rolling and perfectly plump clouds. The kind that are scattered across the sky and so thick that their bottoms are flat and darkened from their weight against our atmosphere. Like the clouds we used to draw as children.
I love days like that where they seem to stretch on to forever. I wonder if there could be a more perfect sky.
But then there will be a day where even faint wispy clouds across a pink streaked sunset will capture me just the same;
Or storm clouds that seem to bring out the colors of the trees with rays of sun peeking through as they roll along.
They all make other totally different but equally beautiful scenes.
The sky today is never the same as any one prior and and never again will be repeated. Every single day a brand new masterpiece. Do you ever take a minute to soak it in and enjoy it?
There is so little infiniteness anymore. I remember looking at the Grand Canyon the same way and being thankful for its gorged but gorgeous grounds that at least we can be assured it won’t become a new housing development…anytime soon anyway. Don’t get me wrong, I love the random beauty you can find along the beaten path like old city charm but it lacks the unending reach that challenges your brain to even try to conceive its greatness. Even the Grand Canyon, though overwhelmingly big, is no match against the sky and its never-ending canvas.
Whether clear blue, star kissed, pink and purple streaked, angry gray or peaceful fluffy white, it’s vast, everlasting, eternal, boundless, immeasurable, amazing.
For all the craziness this world has to offer down here it’s nice to still find peace above. We are so caught up in the daily ho-hum of everything that I think it’s easy to forget sometimes what a naturally beautiful planet we live on. It’s as if we’re in some sort of competition with ourselves to see how fast we can cover every square inch of this place with new buildings and big housing developments. (As if there’s not enough vacant ones in neighborhoods all over the country already). And sometimes we can be so intermingled in the excitement here at our feet that we forget to let our head in the clouds once in a while and just breathe.
Even with the crowded roadways before me, I always loved driving home from work into a new sunset every evening and sunrise every morning on my way in to the office. Now that I’m not making that commute anymore I love watching the sun break the dawn through my kitchen window and especially love those moments when we retreat and can enjoy a sky uninterrupted by anything but nature. During these times I am reminded of how we spend so much time looking around when really we should just simply be looking up…
…And how, incidentally, that applies in more ways than one.
Have a great weekend everyone! Make it count!