A Blue Sky
She drew open the curtains because the sun was coming through the curtains. It was a sunny day! Even though the locust were making their daily and obnoxious sounds, she looked out of the window anyway.
Thank God! The sky is blue! The sky was finally blue! Finally it would be a good day because it had been raining for days and the sky had been so grey.
As she looked into the woods, the sun began shining through the trees. She noticed the beams and how they glistened on the leaves. It seemed the woods were asking her to come in. She couldn’t wait to go outside for a more beautiful view.
A blue sky and a sunny day were very important to her. It made her feel happy. She knew her day was going to go well when the day was bright and sunny. What could go wrong?
The rain had stayed such a long time that the color grey made her feel sad. In fact, grey days did make her feel sad. Grey days were sad, bad days and that had to change.
Staring out the window had become a habit for her. Ever since she was a little girl, she would look out windows and watch the clouds. Recently, she had lived in the city and her house had very little windows, a small back yard and many houses around her. Police cars blared their sirens, and neighbor’s cars revved their engines every day. Looking out of the window had became an exhausting and unhappy time. She would lay on the grass, the deck, or on her bed and watch the clouds pass by and imagine one of the clouds was a piece of cotton, a man’s face, or ocean waves.
Finally, she looked away from the window and walked outside to turn the clouds into one of her favorite images. She found her favorite chair on the patio and felt delighted that the sun had reached the right height in the sky where it wouldn’t be in her eyes.
A cumulonimbus cloud was above. A huge puffy piece of cotton! Her favorite kind of cloud. It looked as though it was still bursting into shape. What a beautiful and happy day it will be!