Clouds Reflected in Lake - Photo © Margaret Buffie
I've looked at clouds from both sides now, from up and down, and still somehow it's cloud illusions I recall. Joni Mitchell
Note from Margaret: Many of these photos I snapped were shot in the two bays where I paddle my canoe each morning and evening. We all have different horizons to look at every day, but if we look closely we will see that the sky above each horizon changes dramatically every second of every day. Many of us in our busy lives, hardly notice.
You must not blame me if I do talk to the clouds.
Henry David Thoreau
Cumulus Blue © Margaret Buffie
Truly, were I every evening to depict sunrise, (or in this case, sunset) and every morning to see it, still I should cry, like the children, Once more, once more! Jean Paul Friedrich
Magenta Sunset© Margaret Buffie
Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky. Rabindranath Tagore
Layers © Margaret Buffie
The air up there in the clouds is very pure and fine, bracing and delicious. And why shouldn't it be? — it is the same the angels breathe.
Mark Twain
Angel's Breath © Margaret Buffie
There are no rules of architecture for a castle in the clouds.
G.K. Chesterton
Thunderhead Castle © Margaret Buffie
I wandered lonely as a cloud...
William Wordsworth
One Cloud © Margaret Buffie
Those clouds are angels' robes.
Charles Kingsley
Angel's Wings © Margaret Buffie
Angel Robed in Mist and Clouds© Margaret Buffie
The ground we walk on, the plants and creatures, the clouds above constantly dissolving into new formations - each gift of nature possessing its own radiant energy, bound together by cosmic harmony.
Ruth Bernhard
Stripes in the Sky © Margaret Buffie
Clouds on clouds, in volumes driven,
Curtain round the vault of heaven.
Thomas Love Peacock
Coming or Going? © Margaret Buffie
The inner half of every cloud
Is bright and shining:
I therefore turn my clouds about
And always wear them inside out
To show the lining.
Ellen Thorneycroft Fowler
Golden Morning © Margaret Buffie
The man who has seen the rising moon break out of the clouds at midnight has been present like an archangel at the creation of light and of the world.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sliver © Margaret Buffie
Fire Smoked Moon at Midnight © Margaret Buffie
Rosy clouds were spread like flowers in the sun's pathway... the singing world of the air hung exulting in the hues of morning and the heavenly blue; sparks of clouds darted up from gold bars along the horizon; at last the flames of the sun streamed in over the earth.
Jean Paul Friedrich Richter
A New Morning is Born © Margaret Buffie
The clouds that gather round the setting sun
Do take a sober coloring from an eye
Do take a sober coloring from an eye
That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality. William Wordsworth
Darkling Clouds © Margaret Buffie
Descent into Night © Margaret Buffie
Ye glorious pageants! hung in air
To greet our raptur'd view;
To greet our raptur'd view;
What in creation can compare,
For loveliness, with you?
Bernard Barton
Sailor's Delight © Margaret Buffie
A few amber clouds floated in the sky without a breath of air to move them. The horizon was of a fine golden tint, changing gradually into a pure apple-green, and from that into the deep blue of the mid-heaven.
Washington Irving
Promises to Come © Margaret Buffie
Those playful fancies of the mighty sky.
Albert Smith
Sky Writing © Margaret Buffie
Drifting © Margaret Buffie
I am the daughter of Earth and Water,
And the nursling of the Sky;
And the nursling of the Sky;
I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;
I change, but I cannot die....
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Changes Ahead © Margaret Buffie
When we look up, it widens our horizons. We see what a little speck we are in the universe, so insignificant, and we all take ourselves so seriously, but in the sky, there are no boundaries. No differences of caste or religion or race.
Julia Gregson
A Speck in the Sky © Margaret Buffie
