I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud

Daffodils* The first stanza from William Wordsworth’s “I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud”

Sometimes it seems like a good part of the day is spent waiting at stoplights.  There are several in town that seem to drag on forever… but that’s not always a bad thing.  As I was stopped at one this afternoon it gave me the opportunity to do some cloud watching.  There was a little cluster of clouds floating lazily across the sky and each had a fascinating shape.  For once, I almost wished the light was little a longer… almost.

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