Nefelibata


Nefelibata (noun) Origin: Portuguese | ne·fe·LE·ba·ta One who lives in the clouds of their own imagination; An unconventional person.

YES!  I have always been inspired when I am on a plane and breaking through the clouds into the sunny blue sky.  Decades later, I still feel a sense of wonder that I am actually sitting in the sky.  I always choose an aisle seat because I love the freedom of standing up when I choose to and being able to move around without disturbing anyone.  However, when there is no one next to me I always move to the window for the take off and the landing.  It’s a magical view.  The turbulence through the clouds makes my stomach jump.  Not with fear or anxiety but with … I don’t even know with what. Imagination .. dreams.. wonder?  I don’t know.  I take about 50 photos and then just keep looking at them.  

I mean it’s a sense of adventure.  One day, a long time ago, someone was standing on the earth and staring at the sky.  Maybe pointing out elephants, puppies, witches, etc.  One day, a long time ago, someone had a dream, or a thought, or an idea.  Something that made them want to fly.  There are dreams about flying and about what clouds in dreams mean.

I have followed the clouds to so many great places.  I have lived in my dreams, in my head, and in my imagination.  I used to think it was just me that did this. However, I have talked to some folks who have admitted to me that they also live in their dreams.  I don’t think I will ever stop taking pictures of clouds. Don’t get me wrong.  I love the sun as much as I love clouds.  But I love them each in very different ways.  

I hope it is true that I will always feel this way about clouds. I think they will always amaze and distract me.  Guide me. Envelope me.  Push me forward.  They make me dance in the rain and chase the sun. They make me feel like I felt when I was a little girl laying down in the fresh cut grass behind my house.  They remind me of lazy summer days and crazy high energy storms.  I love clouds.

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”  ― Rabindranath Tagore

“Clouds in the sky very much resembles the thoughts in our minds! Both changes perpetually from one second to another!”  – Mehmet Murat ildan

“I’m a dreamer. I have to dream and reach for the stars, and if I miss a star then I grab a handful of clouds.”   ~Mike Tyson
For a second I was almost jealous of the clouds.”  -Kamila Shamsie

Ok.. a dreamy break.  Or a break from the dreaminess of clouds.  A bit of a nightmare cloud picture.  I am not sure if these are Parawixia Bistriata spiders, but when you are walking under them does it matter?

The Parawixia Bistriata spiders have actually created such a massive intertwined web that it appears as if they’re raining down from the sky because they’ve taken over so much of the air space and it looks as if they’re floating down. … They build these cloud-sized spiderwebs which trap prey in the air.

“When you’re a kid, you lay in the grass and watch the clouds going over, and you literally don’t have a thought in your mind. It’s purely meditation, and we lose that.”  ~ Dick Van Dyke

“It is better to have your head in the clouds, and know where you are… than to breathe the clearer atmosphere below them, and think that you are in paradise.   ~Henry David Thoreau

Behind every cloud is another cloud.”   ~-Judy Garland

“I don’t know what my formula is. I only know I like my characters to walk in clouds. I like a little bit of the fairy tale. Let others photograph the ugliness of the world. I don’t want to distress people.”  ~ Leo McCarey

“Aren’t the clouds beautiful? They look like big balls of cotton… I could just lie here all day, and watch them drift by… If you use your imagination, you can see lots of things in the cloud formations… What do you think you see, Linus?”
“Well, those clouds up there look like the map of the British Honduras on the Caribbean… That cloud up there looks a little like the profile of Thomas Eakins, the famous painter and sculptor… And that group of clouds over there gives me the impression of the stoning of Stephen… I can see the apostle Paul standing there to one side…”
“Uh huh… That’s very good… What do you see in the clouds, Charlie Brown?”
“Well, I was going to say I saw a ducky and a horsie, but I changed my mind!”
― Charles M. Schulz, The Complete Peanuts, Vol. 5: 1959-1960

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My Tribute to Clouds


Clouds will remain for me one of the most comforting things to behold and possibly the best form of escapism around. I have always been fascinated by clouds.  I don’t know many people who haven’t stared into the sky trying to figure out what shapes could be found.  They are ever changing, and always interesting. They are visually amazing, sometimes to the point of being heart-stopping. They are dependable.  They have been everywhere I have been and they will be everywhere I go.  In tribute — I present to you – – my favorite photos of clouds from all over the world- mixed up with a children’s story I would use with my 1st and 2nd graders in California.  Enjoy.

The Cloud

One hot summer morning a little Cloud rose out of the sea and floated lightly and happily across the blue sky. Far below lay the earth, brown, dry, and desolate, from drought. The little Cloud could see the poor people of the earth working and suffering in the hot fields, while she herself floated on the morning breeze, hither and thither, without a care.

“Oh, if I could only help the poor people down there!” she thought. “If I could but make their work easier, or give the hungry ones food, or the thirsty a drink!”

And as the day passed, and the Cloud became larger, this wish to do something for the people of earth was ever greater in her heart.

On earth it grew hotter and hotter; the sun burned down so fiercely that the people were fainting in its rays; it seemed as if they must die of heat, and yet they were obliged to go on with their work, for they were very poor. Sometimes they stood and looked up at the Cloud, as if they were praying, and saying, “Ah, if you could help us!”

“I will help you; I will!” said the Cloud. And she began to sink softly down toward the earth.

But suddenly, as she floated down, she remembered something which had been told her when she was a tiny Cloud child, in the lap of Mother Ocean: it had been whispered that if the Clouds go too near the earth they die. When she remembered this she held herself from sinking, and swayed here and there on the breeze, thinking, thinking. But at last she stood quite still, and spoke boldly and proudly. She said, “Men of earth, I will help you, come what may!”

The thought made her suddenly marvelously big and strong and powerful. Never had she dreamed that she could be so big. Like a mighty angel of blessing she stood above the earth, and lifted her head and spread her wings far over the fields and woods. She was so great, so majestic, that men and animals were awestruck at the sight; the trees and the grasses bowed before her; yet all the earth creatures felt that she meant them well.

“Yes, I will help you,” cried the Cloud once more. “Take me to yourselves; I will give my life for you!”

As she said the words a wonderful light glowed from her heart, the sound of thunder rolled through the sky, and a love greater than words can tell filled the Cloud; down, down, close to the earth she swept, and gave up her life in a blessed, healing shower of rain.

That rain was the Cloud’s great deed; it was her death, too; but it was also her glory. Over the whole countryside, as far as the rain fell, a lovely rainbow sprang its arch, and all the brightest rays of heaven made its colors; it was the last greeting of a love so great that it sacrificed itself.

Soon that, too, was gone, but long, long afterward the men and animals who were saved by the Cloud kept her blessing in their hearts.

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