(Picture Credit - Twinkl co uk)
Britain is a battle ground for global weather.
Sometimes four seasons per hour!
An endless variety of cloud formations
But occasionally clear blue skies.
I love all those clouds.
Seeing faces, castles and who knows what
In all those shapes.
Gloriously colourful dawns and sunsets
That make life worth living.
Oh those reds, oranges, yellows, blacks and blues!
You can’t beat a sunset.
Hate the wind
And the snow.
But snow does look pretty.
Those crystalline flakes
Gently floating to the ground.
But then we have thunderstorms too!
Lashing lightning, striking from black sky.
Rumbling thunder exploding all around.
Such endless variety.
Rain and hail pounding down the chimney stack.
Relentless sun scorching crack-ridden earth.
Every extreme.
All manner of disturbance
And beauty.
An accompaniment to being Alive.
Paul Butters
© PB 2\6\2022
