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Friday, March 4, 2011

Sky Art

Pic by Gemma Wiseman ~ At this time in March 2010, the Autumn sky on the Mornington Peninsula was a canvas of unusual cloud patterns and colours.
This year it is just mainly a wash of grizzly grey.
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Sky Watch Friday #127
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Brushstrokes of colour
Sweeping arcs of cloudy grey
Art of Autumn skies
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Hosted by Klaus Sandy Wren Fishing Guy Sylvia

11 comments:

Mimi Foxmorton said...: I should like to trade the gray for blue, please.
;); March 4, 2011 at 2:17 AM
cyclopseven said...: Awesome. This is mystical.; March 4, 2011 at 4:12 AM
genie said...: I just love the way the cloud cover has that wonderful dip in it. This is a grand picture that has a magical surreal quality to it. Thanks for sharing it with us. Have a wonderful weekend full of wonderful picture taking.; March 4, 2011 at 2:09 PM
Mridula said...: Very aptly said, Sky Art!; March 4, 2011 at 7:57 PM
Lesley said...: the sky looks like the clouds were just trolling along,then suddenly realized they had an audience and made themselves look beautiful!; March 4, 2011 at 11:28 PM
Dimple said...: Grey, but beautiful. The silver lifts it from dreary to dreamy!; March 4, 2011 at 11:40 PM
Kim, USA said...: Very lovely silvery white sky! Happy weekend!
SWF; March 5, 2011 at 1:36 AM
Anonymous said...: I don't see grey. I see pearl, silver and platinum. Lovely1; March 5, 2011 at 2:38 AM
Inger-M said...: Lovely grays!; March 5, 2011 at 9:13 AM
fredamans said...: So pretty I want to touch it.

:-)

http://fredamans.blogspot.com/2011/03/skywatch.html; March 5, 2011 at 10:04 AM
Magical Mystical Teacher said...: If I could paint greys like that, I would be a master!

WHICH SKY FOR YOU?

Which sky for you?
One that is blue?
Or do you prefer
A sky that’s demure?

A sky in grey
Is soft, they say,
And not everyone
Likes the blinding sun.

Perhaps a sky
Through which geese fly
To winter havens
Away from ravens?

A rain-swept sky
That seems to cry?
O quickly choose one
Before day is done!

© 2011 by Magical Mystical Teacher

Cloud Maiden; March 5, 2011 at 1:22 PM

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A perfect summer day is when the sun is shining, the breeze is blowing, the birds are singing, and the lawn mower is broken. ~James Dent
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Autumn is the bridesmaid of Summer and the flowergirl of Winter ~ Gemma Wiseman
Autumn whispers the tones of yesterday in a minor key ~ Gemma Wiseman
Love is born / With a dark and troubled face, / When hope is dead / And in the most unlikely place; / Love is born, / Love is always born. - Michael Leunig's Christmas Song Cycle "Southern Star"
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Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting and autumn a mosaic of them all. - Stanley Horowitz
Winter is the fire, simmering lonely in the soul ~ Gemma Wiseman
Winter is the shadow, the etching of the seasons in the mist ~ Gemma Wiseman

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