Clouds scamper across the sunset sky,
their shadows sweep the landscape clean,
freshly scrubbed for the coming day.
One cloud extends its rainy hand,
wets and wipes the grimy spot,
before scurrying on its way.
Posted by: The Malt House | September 10, 2010
The Cleaners
Posted in Spring/Summer | Tags: England, Landscape, nature, photography, poetry, prose, shropshire, Sky
Musings from The Malt House 
Well, I write a comment here too, not about your posts (that IS done!) – but about your header: That is very good – too ;-)
By: truels on September 14, 2010
at 4:53 pm