But when I got home, this is what I saw:

This view is southeast, across the Coffman farm. Clayton Road is just to the right of this picture; I am standing just north of Pinehaven at the edge of the road.

Walking around to the back of the house, I looked due south, across Sam's driveway, and added a little telephoto to the shot to bring our neighbor's house fuller into the frame with the high clouds as backdrop.
Aren't clouds of this sort wonderful? They seem wholly unreal. I stand there and look up and almost lose my balance. Such wonders the sky writes into our lives! And with no more than a pen nib dipped into the purest moisture.
I love nature, the soil and greenery beneath my feet, but I suppose I love the sky even more. What marvelous structures are built there!