Cloud Memories

I wasn't close to my Father, until the end of his life, when He was more Child than Adult. I would sit with Him for hours, it seemed, finding pictures in the clouds. He would see a poodle, a boat or a plane. Actually I saw the plane too. It was a jet heading...but that's another story.

Memories of my Father always seem to include a camera. If it wasn't a movie camera it was his Brownie or Instamatic. He took photos of everything. He would have Loved BlipFoto! And years later while trashing boxes of his snaps, I found His Stash of ...Cloud Shots. Many of them were taken from Plane Windows, He loved to fly!

So here's a Cloud Blip. No I don't see a poodle or a boat or a plane...just Clouds.