Clouds get bad press.

Some Clouds Paint Their Own Sunshine 1
Sally Swain © original art
contributed to Hope Postcard Art Exchange

Why is that? I enjoy sunshine and blue sky like the rest of ‘em, but why the doomy gloomy assumptions?

Cloudy day = misery.

‘Her face clouded over’ = negative thoughts.

‘Lovely day, isn’t it?’ = sunshine and blue sky.

My question to you :

What’s wrong with a cloud or two, or three or ninety?

What’s wrong

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