when the sky looks like this i feel a sense of relief. a sense of calm and rest. that there is something so much bigger than me. i need this feeling at least 12 times a day.
isn't it beautiful? isn't it such a release to just indulge in the beauty of the color and enormity of it?
indulgent like a little child falling into her grandma's arms for long, much needed nap.
my grandmothers both gave the best hugs. they had big bosoms that just inflicted relaxation and drowsiness immediately upon impact .
even as an adult i loved that feeling. i have an aunt that to this day will grab my head and smoosh it into her chest when she hugs me.
how do you get that kind of comfort?
do you ever crave that kind of comfort? the comfort of 'home'?
this is my drug of choice, among others.
these were taken through the front windshield while driving through Mississippi.