This morning I had a loving stroll on the street under the mild sunshine warming the cool air and the brisk wind keeping my mind crisp. As I walked, I looked up at the sky with the clouds forming different patterns. It must be very windy up above in the sky. It looked as if the sky had been a big canvas and the clouds dots of pale colours. I couldn't help taking photos of them.
(The thick clouds are gradually broken into small heaps)
(The long, thin boys chasing the fluffy, scudding girls)
(The small heaps are making way for the long fellows to dance)
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