I do Dag, like this short yet deep poem. My wife paints, has many times, problems blending colors, at times, I see her make it beautiful, by her own style. I love our God given laws of Nature, a natural Mom, if you please, clothing the trees with leaves, and, turning them into the most beautiful Autumn colors in their dying. Clouds do their own thing, they can be fluffy, and, mild, exciting the little child, they can be dark and gray, threatening to ruin a sunny picnic day!
Good work, Added to my Favorites. Much love, Ken