One sky, three cloud stories

Tybee sky wow2 Tybee sky wow4 Tybee Emma jump sky2 We were witness to a most extraordinary sky tonight. Four witnesses, three stories, the youngest of us opting for a single word description: "scary." Here are the descriptions from me, John, and Emma, but not in that order:

Cauliflower and the Gates of Hell

 If the sky had been a rosy pink, I think my concern would’ve self-bred to worry, though the grey clouds as they were were already a fascination of wonder and dread.  The clouds were grey and very low, massive, broiling, fast.  They looked like changeable cauliflower crowns, mobile and pressed against the interior of a translucent sphere, all of which were turning; hundreds of these cauliflower bubbles bumping into and joining one another, a threatening pulse that filled the entire sky, leaving only a two-finger width of free blue sky between the ocean and the cloud ceiling at the horizon. IF someone had told me that the clouds would part to reveal Dante and Beatrice, I would’ve believed them.  Or not.  It was a big sky that looked as though it was competing with the sea. 

Some serious hurt

The sky looked as if it were about to lay down some serious hurt on Poseidon himself, moving like a snake through sand, or like the underside of a giant wave as it heads to shore.

Sky boiled cool

Silver slate shot through with black, layered thick like lace wet Brillo, clouds weighed down big sky. Light, then dark, light. Roiling waves stacking up, pushed up against an invisible edge and climbing fast, falling over each other, as they hit the side. Shocking in their magnitude and vast expanse, a whole slate sky filled straight up with electric water. Stop. Look. Rush to shore to see them over vast water; we ran toward waves, under sky waves, mirrored, only a sliver between like the mirror had cracked. Then rain, pelting, big drops. I could see yellow far on the horizon, cold rain falling into sea. The water of the sea received by the clouds, sent back again. Black, grey, silver, white, tan, that sky boiled cool.

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About Patti Digh

Patti Digh is an author, speaker, and educator who builds learning communities and gets to the heart of difficult topics. Her work over the last three decades has focused on diversity, inclusion, social justice, and living and working mindfully. She has developed diversity strategies and educational programming for major nonprofit and corporate organizations and has been a featured speaker at many national and international conferences.

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