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When it is weird weather like today the sun is totally awe inspiring.
When the clouds are so spectacular that the sun behind them creates beams of God light which shine vived pink and virulent orange onto everything in their path...
Well then you can't be cross with it.
If, for example, someone had painted this evening's skies exactly as they looked; all messy watercolour and jagged cloud edges and as if someone had taken a huge brush and blobbed colour everywhere and made obsessive circular movements over and over, and given the clouds corners and generally messed up the sky like a three year old God might...
If a person had painted that then everyone else would have said they couldn't paint.
But this sky was real and lovely, and it was all because of the sun.
So don't knock it. |
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