Clouds

Clouds

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Standing barefoot amongst the morning dew soaked heather ,looking to the east a huge sun is rising slowly casting ever increasing rays of golden light across the mountains slowly at first as if not wanting to alarm all the sleeping animals

Until eventually the whole sun is born and begins it's daily journey across the sky to the west..

And for an hour I stand and bathe in the pure light but to the North clouds gather as if forming a huge traffic jam in the sky.

At first they seem to be content in slowly moving to the east but as they grow they gather speed and within a few minutes they are racing faster and faster all shapes ,colours and sizes from small balls of almost cotton looking clouds to huge ominous black and every yard they travel getting blacker and blacker

Until the whole sky is filled and the glorious morning sun is hidden behind them the eternal weather battle is playing it's endless game ,standing watching it looks like the clouds will win today but just as a burst of rain falls from the dark leaden sky and soaks everything within miles ,the sun pushes apart the clouds and as quickly as the clouds arrived they have moved to the east and a bright almost to bright blue sky is left behind..

By the burn a small rabbit emerges from it's burrow and stands by the entrance and after shaking the rain from it's fur and looking all around heads of to gather it's morning grass ever wary of shadows cast from buzzard's and the like patrolling high above in search of their morning feed ....

The smell of the rain soaked grass and moss now heating up again, fills my nose with smells of newly mown lawns and looking to my right it is not hard to spot were the deer have settled for the night circles of grass where they have rested and munched their way through the night ...

Now as if all at once noise from all around as first one bird calls ,followed by another ,then another until the whole glen echo's and reverberates to an ever increasing song ,birds seem to appear from every little nook and cranny and stand and see who can call the loudest..

SO ANOTHER FINE DAY IN THE HIGHLANDS ......

Clouds

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the dafthermit xx