“There is one spectacle grander than the sea, that is the sky; there is one spectacle grander than the sky, that is the interior of the soul.”
― Victor Hugo, Les Misérables
It was Sunday afternoon and I hadn’t yet written a blog post. (I am still working on one very special interview, but until that’s finished, I’m exploring new ways of filling the space.)
So I did what I always do in this situation; I got my camera out. I took a little walk around my neighbourhood, attempting to capture the striking display the sky had put on that afternoon.- All the stunning pinks, purples and oranges.
I’m not too sure when my love of..well..the sky began. It must have been towards the end of last year. I take pictures of it every week now, all at different times of the day.
But none of those photos quite compare to what I witnessed on Sunday afternoon.
It was as if the clouds were having their own shape-shifting party and the sky joined in with it’s own colour-changing routine.
But nothing about it was routine. It was magic.
A fantastically beautiful magic.
Love the quote
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Thank you 🙂
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