I also read the following; the sky, a perfect canvas, offers clouds nonetheless. They shift and drift and beg interpretation, such is the nature of art – Jeb Dickerson

The beauty of the sky is in everything that lies above the earth’s surface and it all begins with those lines we see.

I can remember as a child how we use to lay on the grass watching the sky, watching the clouds move and form, watching the bright rays of the sun changing the colour of the sky and experience the freedom and tranquility that comes with it. A movie which never end.

Years ago, driving home from work I looked up into the sky and saw a cloud shaped in the form of a giraffe. I was truly amazed at what I saw. The picture was so clear and could not been mistaken for something else. How I wished I had my camera with me to take a photo so that I could share it with others.

A few months later I walked into a shop just to find two ladies talking about a cloud they saw which was shaped in the form of a giraffe. Can this be my cloud? Indeed it was! It made me realise how wonderful nature is and how small the world can be.

How can people not notice the beauty of the sky?
How can we ever get tired of what’s happening up there?

St.Kilda Beach, Melbourne, Australia