Daffodils

She wore her yellow sun-bonnet,
She wore her greenest gown;
She turned to the south wind
And curtsied up and down.
She turned to the sunlight
And shook her yellow head,
And whispered to her neighbor:
“Winter is dead.”
~ A. A. Milne

Passing through

“Why, then, do we dread the clouds which now darken our sky?  True, for a while they hide the sun, but the sun is not quenched; He will shine out again before long. Meanwhile those black clouds are filled with rain; and the blacker they are, the more likely they are to yield plentiful showers.  How can we have rain without clouds?”  ~C. H. Spurgeon

An eagle in the clouds

During one of our recent walks, my husband pointed out this cloud formation that looked like an eagle’s head.  It only lasted long enough to get a few shots before the higher winds swept it away.

~The clouds are always improvising, but the culprit is the wind.”  ~Unknown