They went on forever
And they — when I
We lived in Arizona
And the skies always had little fluffy clouds
And they were long and clear
And there were lots of stars, at night
And when it rained it would all turn
It — they were beautiful
The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact
The sunsets were purple and red
And yellow and on fire
And the clouds would catch the colors everywhere
That’s — it’s neat
Because I used to look at them all the time
When I was little
You don’t see that
Layering different sounds on top of each other
Layering different sounds on top of each other
Little fluffy clouds
Little fluffy clouds and
Little fluffy clouds and
Little fluffy clouds and
You don’t see that
You might still see them in the desert
The most beautiful skies as a matter of fact
Purple and red
Purple and red and yellow and on fire
One of my favourite songs and fitting in the sense that rains bring beautiful clouds, maybe not fluffy, but with texture. I had set aside the day for personal exploration, however, I got a last minute booking for the morning. By the time the morning session ended, lunchtime arrived and afterwards I set out for the road. Heavy, dark rain clouds was over the city. Option one, cancel and go back in again, option two, make the most of it. I always prefer to make the most of it, you never know what you can get.
I went around the city, took the new road to Phu My bridge and captured the skyline. The close up is a nice silhouette and when you pull back you see the heavy clouds, complete contrast and change of mood. From 200mm to 70mm does that.
Onwards I went and by the time I reached the ferris wheel in Phu My Hung, the clouds had caught up with me and the rain came. Time for a coffee and watch the clouds go by.
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