Sky is such a happy place. The blues and the whites, the fluff and softness. You can look up and find the whole zoo, a protagonist of the book you are reading, your dreams and fears.
On a sunny and beautiful Sunday morning I was looking up in search of rabbits and elephants, horses and dinosaurs. We both did. You shared a secret with me.
What if we tried to look up and see as it is?
Take a moment an indulge into blues and whites, stare at the sky for hours not looking for anything else. What if we could just take it as it is without trying to over-analyse it.
The blue is just blue, but we end up messing it up trying to make it purple. You are good enough. Make the most out of your blues.
In response to Weekly Photo Challenge: Look Up