Sometimes the sky is just plainly overwhelming here in Saskatchewan as it stretches from flat horizon to horizon. The chilling blue of a summer or winter day makes me feel that reality is just as limitless as the black night sky with stars and constellations thousands and hundreds of thousands light years away. Other times like this morning with the clouds hanging over us and snow flakes settling out of the grayness above the sky acts like a thick overcoat the is holding everything in place.
The pictures on the page deal with that in between time whne there are objects in the sky, sometimes just wisps of ice crystals miles above us and sometimes clumps of vapour milling about in the winds aloft. I am convinced that the sky deeply affects the way we think, I definitely step more lightly when there is a sun or moon visible in the sky and often those contorted formations above as are not at all unlike the conflicts and difficulties that seem to beset the inhabitants of this little blue ball out in the middle of the Milky Way circling and insignificant little star.
The first image on this page was taken this afternoon at 3:30 looking toward the sun and the northwest edge of Tisdale. The next five images were taken last Monday night as Judy drove from here in Tisdale to Prince Albert. These images have serious cirrus clouds tossed about just on the edge of the breathable atmosphere. The fourth of Judy's pictures is looking down Birch Hill toward the community that sits just south of the edge of the boreal forest.
The next image was taken Sunday morning on the north side of Tisdale with rather uncomfortable clouds and a sun trying its best to peek through. The the picture below that was taken this afternoon in the same location with a close dense cumulus cloud in the way of the afternoon light.
These are the clouds of very early winter with lots of moisture available and moderate southerly winds to sweep the water vapour into the teeth of the arctic air well to the north of us. But even in the midst of summer that arctic air is always available only it high, high above us as the pressure above is reduced and the blanket of our atmosphere sits warmly below.
I have presented these images in a ten inch size because each one has a story to tell just like the skies of each and every moment, they have stories to tell and it is part of being human to look up and see the patterns and experience the joy and sadness that is part of life.