Cloudy with a Chance of Donuts

Friends,

Blue skies are great –we get more than our fair share in Colorado-- but there’s something about clouds that sparks the imagination. Clouds add depth and whimsy to the sky. They can be light and fluffy or dark and foreboding. A lone cloud can remind us of a dragon –or a cow. Bring several together and the sky can have more complexity and nuance than an Art Nouveau scene. Clouds can span the grayscale or blend-in chromatic elements. You can spend hours watching them change as your imagination wanders. No wonder they are a part of so many idioms. If you have a dark cloud hanging over you, remember, every cloud has a silver lining. So, whether you’re Canadian and are on cloud 9 at your first NBA title (and, if Toronto is part of the league, shouldn’t the NBA be the IBA -I for International?) or have a cloud of suspicion hanging over NASA’ $20-30 Billion budget request to put a couple on the moon (what’s the scientific purpose of the mission –procreation in space?), get your head out of the clouds and bite into a donut. I hope I haven’t clouded the issue.

Happy Friday!

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