Monday, 23 September 2013
Clouds
This guy at work is a surfer and he has been asking me go surfing with him for a long time now. Of all the things in the world. I think surfing would be the most poetic. Hes a dreamy kind of guy who loves cloud spotting, fossils and surfing. We became friends at the gym at work when I yarn-bombed the weight set. So today I sent him a copy of my latest yarn-bomb and we started talking online about our most beautiful days. His was walking in the sun. His take on the sun is that it is more beautiful than the moon but because the sun is not allowed to be looked at but for a very few seconds we have to admire the moon for beauty. My beautiful day is when the sun and the moon are up together and perhaps a rainbow appearing. My take on the moon is that its more beautiful because it has an effect on every living thing on a monthly cycle but most of us don't know that. He said most men don't know this and its only because he surfs that he knows the cycles. I had never really thought about it being a bloke thing but there you go. After that conversation I was more focused on the clouds that usual and was rewarded with this beauty. Never seen one like this before.
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