Every morning an image of a cloud such as the image above arrives in my inbox from the Cloud Appreciation Society. And two weeks ago accompanied by this quote:
It is a strange thing how little in general people know about the sky. It is the part of creation in which nature has done more for the sake of pleasing man, more for the sole and evident purpose of talking to him and teaching him, than in any other of her works, and it is just the part in which we least attend to her.
– John Ruskin, Modern Painters vol. 1, 1843
Accompanied by the description:
A spreading display of Cirrus spissatus casting shadows onto atmospheric haze beneath. Spotted over Catalina Island, California, US by Guy Hoagland (Member 51,793).
It’s such a friendly reminder every morning to pause, notice, become awed and be grateful. I certainly have learned to pay more attention to the sky I walk under every day and to rejoice in the miracle that I can.
Reminds me of this inspiring lament from Rachel Carson:
“One summer night, out on a flat headland, all but surrounded by the waters of the bay, the horizons were remote and distant rims on the edge of space. Millions of stars blazed in darkness, and on the far shore a few lights burned in cottages. Otherwise there was no reminder of human life. My companion and I were alone with the stars: the misty river of the Milky Way flowing across the sky, the patterns of the constellations standing out bright and clear, a blazing planet low on the horizon. It occurred to me that if this were a sight that could be seen only once in a century, this little headland would be thronged with spectators. But it can be seen many scores of night in any year, and so the lights burned in the cottages and the inhabitants probably gave not a thought to the beauty overhead; and because they could see it almost any night, perhaps they never will.”
– Rachel Carson
Whether for the glory of clouds in the daytime or the wonder of stars at night, please do take a moment to pause, notice, become awed, be grateful.