Mother Nature saw the blank canvas before her and reached for her brush. She used bare branches to frame the side of her masterpiece and dotted the sky with white to give the sky some depth. But she was unsatisfied with her work.
She let the bristles of her brush absorb some color and added the green of freshly awakened leaves.
Her emotion felt one-dimensional. The canvas felt naked and she changed the structure of her portrait to frame it in a better way. The brush strokes continued and she stepped back to look at her work in progress.
With genuine emotion and grace, she brought romance to the sky. Her brush stokes became more whimsical and the portrait danced and shifted before her.
She made the blue a deeper hue and scattered the sky with feathers of white.
After watching the relationship blossom between clouds and sky she felt she had created a true romance.
polysyllabic profundities 
You know I love this post, right?
I was hoping you would. 🙂
I do. Love the cloud paintings!
Slow day, I think. I am not sure what’s going on, but it is demotivational.
I notice the same thing…..sad, but the clouds did inspire me so I haven’t lost all my mojo.
Yes. You haven’t!
I’m glad I still find things beautiful and can still find the words to write about it!
I just need to stop comparing now to then, and pretend like I started over. I peaked too soon. I’m a premature eblogulator, or something.
I’m kidding. Probably.
Haha – I think that should be a new medical condition. Perhaps we share symptoms – although I have yet to be Freshly Pressed. 😦
Freshly Pressed got me a few thousand views for a few days. I’ve gotten a few thousand views in one day before – several times. I never know what’s going to do what. I do know it’s been when I was really upset or pissed off, and I either wrote an emotional piece, or wrote a Mayor Maynot kind of thing to sidestep it entirely.
But honestly, it doesn’t matter. Easy for me to say now, I guess, but I looked at FP every day when it was a front page. Now that it’s a tab, I don’t think I’ve looked at it in 5 months.
I poured a lot o myself into my BBW post today – it was nice to have the clouds to counter balance that. I don’t live and breathe for FP, but it would be nice. Meh.
And the stats seem to be a big conspiracy….I have 14 likes and 6 comments on a post that only has 5 views??
I’m not sure what to go by anymore. Notifications allows people to make comments and likes from its screen – which might not count as views. Probably doesn’t. Notifications is not as useful as it initially seemed, because you can only see things from your own blog on the phone app.
I’d just as soon do away with it, and go back to how things were in 2011
I just like that I have somewhere to write whatever comes into my head. And, occasionally, people seem to relate.
I should think like that again. This is all scalar. I have X views and followers, and some have more, some less. Whatever. Don’t look down on me or worship me, and I’m cool with it.
I can’t worship you?? I never got that memo. 😉