"riders on the storm"

Anxious to get home from our Arkansas adventure this Sunday sunrise was amazing as we headed north. 

 

 

Iowa at dawn, these contrails reminded me of lined composition pages. Maybe I wasn't awake yet!

 

linked to other skies @ Skywatch Friday

Mindful Writing Day 2012 and Skywatch Friday

Beyond a sheet of onyx lake water, lit here and there by the moon, ducks muttered. Shearing wings above me as they settled their arguments.

Were ducks awake that early under the dock?

I think it was the drowsy moon laughing at my eavesdropping.

 What I heard on a new day over the lake linked to

Skywatch Friday

Mindful Writing Day