When it gets super hot and humid in Singapore, the sky is actually at it’s prettiest, laden with fluffy clouds. The clouds over Singapore skies tend to look like pure white billowy smoke from a fire. The clouds seem to hang very low on the horizon. I also see a more feathery, wispy type of cloud formation, that seems to float at higher elevations.
Did you know that there’s actually a wonderful group out there called The Cloud Appreciation Society which asks you to look to the heavens. They even have an uplifting manifesto:
WE BELIEVE that clouds are unjustly maligned
and that life would be immeasurably poorer without them.
We think that they are Nature’s poetry,
and the most egalitarian of her displays, since
everyone can have a fantastic view of them.
We pledge to fight ‘blue-sky thinking’ wherever we find it.
Life would be dull if we had to look up at
cloudless monotony day after day.
We seek to remind people that clouds are expressions of the
atmosphere’s moods, and can be read like those of
a person’s countenance.
Clouds are so commonplace that their beauty is often overlooked.
They are for dreamers and their contemplation benefits the soul.
Indeed, all who consider the shapes they see in them will save
on psychoanalysis bills.
And so we say to all who’ll listen:
Look up, marvel at the ephemeral beauty, and live life with your head in the clouds!