Watching

1800/27th July 2023

The best cure for depression, in my experience, is a good view of the sky above a natural landscape, or sea.

These days I am not usually down, but everyone is sometimes.

Nothing revives me like the sky.

At the risk of belaboring the subject…

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While washing dishes after supper, I’d seen that large cloud boiling up so I was interested to see what would develop.

Earlier in the day we had had another torrent of rain. Would there be more?

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In the meantime we’d caught sight of Peanut chasing after a bunny.

It shot off smartly in another direction!

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So I monitored one window then the other.

The foxes were bugged!

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There were some messages I wanted to send, so I went back to my PC.

But it wasn’t long before I had to get back up again.

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Once back outside…

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…I there remained.

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How can I explain this obsession with needing to capture every little change of light, every formation of cloud, every blend of colour?

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There is so much more to the end of day than the sun leaving the sky.

Every moment is like a musical phrase in a symphony.

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But the brilliance of each and every sunset is the fact that it is unique, never to be repeated.

This, I believe, is what so moves me.

Makes me want to capture every moment.

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Last night, like every other time I’ve witnessed the process, I took a final shot and returned indoors, determined to get those message launched.

Only to be summoned back out.

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Barely remembering to watch for skunks.

7 thoughts on “Watching

  1. You are right, Carolyn, about the extraordinary power the clouds and their formations have on our wellbeing. When the clouds are suffused with a pink and gold tinge of the disappearing sun, the effect is heart-rendering! Thank you for today’s spectacular display!

    Joanna

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