I woke up this morning to the most beautiful cloud-filled "Eastern Sky". There were more than "fifty shades of gray" with each shade seemingly more beautiful than the next. You know how difficult it is to pick the perfect shade of gray to paint a room? Well, there they all were displayed in perfect form. We do not have beautiful clouds in Southern California and I miss them, but the past month (despite the raging heat) we have been blessed with clouds--some were inspired by 18th c. Venetian paintings, other were backed with that perfect 18th c. French blue. But the gray clouds of today were layers upon layers of glorious gray--some slightly purple, others with a bit of navy or black, and still others with just hints of gray on puffy ivory. Glorious.
AND NOW: RAIN--"IT NEVER RAINS IN SOUTHERN CALIFORNIA....."