Yesterday we went for a walk. When we set off the sky was blue and there was not a cloud to be seen. It wqs a glorious early evening and the light was golden. We turned a corner and there was one fluffly white cloud catching the dying light. It looked lovely sitting there with its pink blusher on. Lovely until I realised that the only cloud in the sky sat directly over Didcot Power Station (which you can see puffing away below).
Incidentally, do go and take a peek at the cloud of the month - it's amazing. And nothing to do with bloody Didcot.
Much as I admire Didcot, and I do, for it is architecturally amazing. And much as I like it for its photogenic opportunities, I am troubled by it's mark in the sky: it burns all fossil fuels so we can boil a kettle and run dishwashers. This is what it was upchucking this evening (Friday 10/2)into an otherwise cloudless sky:
4 comments:
I'm sure there's lots to be said against didcot power station, but speaking as one who only ever sees it from a distance, I like it. And it does add a certain something to the glorious skies over the Ridgeway.
PS. The cloud of the month is marvellous.
how f*ing freaky: only yesterday I was reading/admiring the most amazing book (totally hand made, written and printed by the binder, hand bound by writer/printer)about clouds, Japanese clouds in fact and all the different words the Japanese have for clouds
('s a bit like Eskimos and snow)
was debating investing two months child allowance money in the purchase of said book
now I relalise I can look The Beeps pics, and follow his links to interesting websites about clouds, and use the child allowance money for my grocery shopping
word ver: lives-in-cuckoo-land
missed that one, next: every-silver-lining-has-a
I'm still reeling from the fact that there is actually a cloud appreciation society!
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