My Life Among The Big Fluffy Clouds: A Brief Photo Essay

13 thoughts on “My Life Among The Big Fluffy Clouds: A Brief Photo Essay

  1. Beautiful. For some reason, these pictures evoke a vague and irrational longing. Perhaps I miss a rural setting more than I realize.

  2. Wow, very nice.

    That’s a lot of grass, though. Lots of wasted time and an ecological nightmare. Have you ever considered replacing it by low-lying native plants? Don’t need to be cut, are native, so they don’t need extra-watering, herbicides, pesticides, etc.. Just a thought.

  3. Nice Pictures.

    what do you see in them?

    Top picture

    above house in that cloud isn’t that Jimmy Durante’s NOSE :)

    second picture

    Pegasus with a rider in that cloud at the 10:00 o’clock postion.

    I just love those cloud making trees. (last picture)

  4. Nice Pictures.

    what do you see in them?

    Top picture

    above house in that cloud isn’t that Jimmy Durante’s NOSE :)

    second picture

    Pegasus with a rider in that cloud at the 10:00 o’clock postion.

    I just love those cloud making trees. (last picture)

  5. Er, Michael, the man lives in the Midwest. It rains enough that you can have a lawn there, as long as you don’t freak out about it turning brown in the summer. Which I rather doubt he does.

  6. Er, Michael, the man lives in the Midwest. It rains enough that you can have a lawn there, as long as you don’t freak out about it turning brown in the summer. Which I rather doubt he does.

  7. Michael G. Richard:

    “Have you ever considered replacing it by low-lying native plants?”

    No, because that would require work on my part.

  8. Michael G. Richard:

    “Have you ever considered replacing it by low-lying native plants?”

    No, because that would require work on my part.

  9. If you leave the lawn unmowed for long enough, native plants will move in all by themselves. :)

  10. If you leave the lawn unmowed for long enough, native plants will move in all by themselves. :)

  11. That’s what I really miss about the west. Big skies. Crispy cumulus.

    There’s a feeling of a heart reaching out for it that I’m having right now.

  12. That’s what I really miss about the west. Big skies. Crispy cumulus.

    There’s a feeling of a heart reaching out for it that I’m having right now.

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