I love the kinds of patterns the clouds have in them.
In the morning the parrot and I go to the window and give each other a weather report, ‘Oh blue skies!’ ‘Nice fluffy clouds!’ ‘Looks like rain!’ She seems to respond differently depending on what’s out there. And if there is a storm brewing she will report on that by pacing back and forth making nervous chirps and squawks.
@AshLeigh that’s so sad. I hope you can reclaim your clouds w/o him – the jerk! What matters is that you are there and the clouds are yours now.