face in the clouds

Acrostic, Seasons, Summer, Warm, Weather

Salford 29th July 2019

smiling clouds
Smiling cloud – image c/0 flickr hivemind

#Weather #Seasons #Summer #Acrostic

Summer sees me ignore the cirrus and and stratus

Taking in the rays peering through summers marshmallows

Reality is – something’s been smiling floating in the air

A smiling cloud, happy in the blue

Tears ? not today…and when Ra gets a little bit to fierce

A fluffy cloud and his chums are there to provide a bit of cover

Respite

Life, Weather

#FOWC #Respite

How i wish the rain would give me a break

Even now, concentric circles are being created

In the wells and cracks of the tarmac outside

Garden’s might appreciate the water – but its not what i’d call

Hot, the rain is decidedly cold today

Hopes are, mother nature will provide a little respite

On which occasion – i won’t get drenched in the stairrods

Floating

Weather

Salford 9th April

Like a Marshmallow
on a freshly brewed coffee
they float through the sky

Shifting slowly over rooftops
Drifting across morning
over field town and meadow

Swirling through the Morning Sky
moved by winds east and west
strings of candy coloured cloud move

Early morning Sun
Turns pastel blue into Sunrise yellow
As clouds travel toward the hills

Wisps of Water 
Moving across Manchester
Heading for Hilltops

Hotel for the birds

Birds, Life, Nature, Outdoors, writing

Salford, 23rd March 2019

Modified from an instagram post i posted this morning,

When i wake up

What do i see, beyond the works of

Writing on my desk ?

Wide, are the curtains flung – from

West to east – bringing light to the painted

walls where i do most of my scribbling

Marshmallow pillows float

softly in Salford Skies as

flocks of feathered friends

return from their alfresco restaurant, to

five star accommodation – peering across towards my way

as they enjoy the view.

Challenge 30 – No.26

Photography, Seasons, Weather

“Weather”

5th February 2019

Red skies at Night, Shepherds Delight…..

Red Sky at Night, Shepherds Delight - an example.

This old phrase is still around today.

It was the shepherds way of telling fine weather – a red sky at night normally foretold of fine weather next morning

Whilst a red sky in the morning, normally was followed by grey clouds in the skies above. It gave the shepherd time to get his flock onto lower ground and avoid an immediate drenching 🙂

We’re not out of winter yet in the UK, no matter what the met office say, and I’ve known it snow in March, despite it being technically Spring.

Teardrops

Poetry, Weather

The thought of it just being the

Evolution of evaporation

and condensation, doesn’t

ring true with me. Up there with the

Deity, helping create the mountains and

Rivers, the angels have heard their boss

On occasion when he’s hit his thumb with a hammer

Precipitation? Maybe if you are solely a geographer

Something tells me it’s the angels crying!