Chmury

It seems to Big Frank that the Polish word for clouds "chmury" (pronounced hmoori) goes much better with clouds than our English klowdz, which is heavy - far to heavy a sound for these light floating decorations that surround us daily. Big Frank takes his camera with him now wherever he goes, and he has tried to capture some of the majesty, the panoramic puffs, the evolving backdrop to our daily lives, but when he downloads the photos they seem so small and piecemeal. Big Frank is going to have to start taking panoramic shots. Although even that will be a poor approximation of the dynamic ever-changing show above us. Today, there were towering cumulus clouds with some darkly threatening, others clean and white in the sunlight. In the distance curtains of white rain streaked the horizon in stark contrast to the dark clouds behind it. Some of the clouds assume real shapes. Big Frank saw one that was a true represenation of Iceland. Another assumed the profile of a witch, and still another was a clown's smile - alone in the sky, like the smile of the Chesire Cat. Big Frank can't wait for tomorrow's show.