I am studying for a big test I have on weather patterns, and just as I was reviewing cloud types, Judy Collins came, on singing this song:
“Bows, and flows of angel hair, and ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere: I've looked at cloud that way.
But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow on everyone.
So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way.
I've looked at clouds from both sides now,
From up and down, and still somehow
It's cloud illusions I recall.
I really don't know clouds at all.”
How did you know, Judy?