Brush strokes

Brush strokes
Clouds have the ability to continue surprising me, I will never tire of clouds, that’s almost certain. This time the clouds looked like red brush strokes painted on the light blue canvas by the rising sun.
Brush strokes
Clouds have the ability to continue surprising me, I will never tire of clouds, that’s almost certain. This time the clouds looked like red brush strokes painted on the light blue canvas by the rising sun.