I love clouds. I love their wispy lightness and their playful whiteness.
And yes, I love their angry greyness and the rain that falls from their soft bellies.
I love how the wind makes them scurry across the sky and constantly changes their shape.
I love the shadows they cast on the sea and the silver lining they have when the sun is peeping through.
And I love their colourful palette at sunrise and sunset – the pastels and the brightness, the pinks and the burnt oranges, the pearls and the flaming reds.