Clouds... I love big dramatic clouds.One of things that has always puzzled me is why so many cultures develop religions and prophecy based on chicken guts and stars, lines on your hand and torn out beating hearts but I never read of one that is based on clouds.
It seems like such a natural to me. What do you see in that cloud? Are the Gods sending a message? Why no cloud based religions? Makes a lot more sense than most of the ones we have around today. I guess I could start one, but nah, too much work and it always seems to end up badly for the founder.
So, I appreciate them without the trappings of religion which is probably better anyway. Just think how it could ruin it if there were rules and candles and special things to say. Bleh! I'll just take my clouds straight and with lots of natural lighting.
Now rain, it gets a lot of play with religion. Waters the crops you know. Still, without clouds rain would be a dull buddy. What I really love here in the tropics is that you can see the rain coming. It is a curtain that sweeps across the water and standing on my deck I can watch it come ashore. I stand there dry and watch the line hit the sand and then in a moment, it covers me.
posted by Jonna at 9:30 PM
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Wow, that last paragraph was just like a poem. It was beautiful. I could almost feel that warm tropical rain.
I know what you mean. And lately the clouds and wall clouds have been extraordinary. I have to stop myself from running from one side of the island to the other just to take even more pics of them!
I also love seeing the rain coming...first there are the clouds, then there are gusty winds, then the island sort of starts to get misty and finally disappears, and then you can hear the rain....it gets louder and louder as you hear it coming toward you...millions of drops on millions of leaves until it finally hits the house. I think you get better clouds at your house than I do...thanks for sharing your cloud pics. KK
Very poetic. I love watching the cloud walls here. Somehow they are much more dramatic here than I remember them being in NY. I also enjoy hitting and moving out of the walls of rain on 307 or watching astorm come across the water at me on the beach.
I think the Hopis in the American Southwest have clouds as a prominent place in their religion. Possibly the home of their kachinas?
What a wonderful post to start my day. Thanks for sharing those thought pictures.
Mic
Watching the clouds was one of my favorite things to do when we just to go to Cancun a long time ago. Now I watch from the terrace as they come in over the mountains. This is a beautiful, poetic post.
Sounds to me like you have made some converts. Include me in your start up church. Your message was inspired.
Cloud Converts! Shall we call ourselves Cloudies?
I knew I liked the Hopi, sitting there all secretive on 2nd Mesa, surrounded by Navajo. They too live in a high drama cloud zone.
The clouds and rain that sweep over AZ & NM are awesome. They get those curtains of rain you can see coming for many miles, much like here but over red sand and buttes there.
I don't remember the clouds in San Miguel, mountains always add effect to them though. If you count fog as a cloud, one of my favorites was watching the fog roll over the mountains and through the Golden Gate. No little cat feet there, more like crashing waves of silence.
What great photos of the clouds. It is amazing how quickly the shapes can change and the many shades of color that can be in the clouds.
Cloudies, hhmm sounds like a new cult for sure.
Another thing about rain, is the smell of the wet earth when the rain first hits it. Every place in the world has its own smell, and the Yucatan's is one of my favorites!
Yes! It's a good smell anywhere but I too am partial to the smell of the dirt and the foliage here when the rain first hits it. That smell is kind of pushed out in front of the rain so you get the scent before you feel the rain. Magical.
I must admit though, I'm not all that back to nature. I grew up in SoCal and I also love the smell of hot concrete when you hit it with the hose. Mimi finds that weird.
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