Panorama of Clouds

This morning as I was driving to church, I was treated to a wonderful vista of the most exquisite clouds.

Our weather's been so changeable lately, has it not?
"Yes," everyone over the United States can probably answer in chorus.  Wherever we are, the weather phenomena seem so different this year--or lately,--or this week.  We don't quite remember when it started being changeable, so perhaps we forget that it was probably always that way.  Since we left the Garden of Eden.

"San Diego--another ho-hum day in Paradise," our tourist tee shirts of the 1970's used to proclaim.  But even then, one day was truly not like any other, no matter how beautiful they all may have been.  Nowadays, it's still ho-hum weather but not quite so much so.  Frankly, we never know from one morning to one evening what the weather may be like.

Yesterday and the day before were truly Paradisical, though a little too hot.  Especially in my living room, which tends to warm up if given the slightest chance. But outdoors it was just about perfect...calm, sunny, blue-skied, just the way it ought to be.

Cooler and more turbulent weathers are predicted for this evening, and one could see, as one drove along the Freeway 5 to the north, one of the most unusual and striking panoramas of diverse clouds that have ever been around.  First, there were on my left, low smooth blue clouds in large oblongs...
higher up, and more toward downtown broken fluffy white clouds gleaming in sunshine...huge stormy white-with-gray clouds hanging up there with nothing to do....streaks and streamers...a few dark dark blue clouds with shapes like flukes: wavy and motile...

I love to drive, but that is the sad thing about driving, you can't crane around and see all you might wish to observe out the window.  Now that my husband has been forbidden the privilege of driving (well, almost forbidden; advised against it), I'll have less and less time to gaze about.  If I could have seen more, I could have written more and more descriptions of remarkable clouds of this morning than I already have, and they would all be, alas, just as inadequate.  YAZZYBEL