I spent most of the day out in the street, and the most beautiful thing I found was the sky. It was what caught my attention more than anything else, so I decided to capture a collection of photos in which you can clearly see how beautiful it is, covered with clouds of every size and every shadow.

Without fear of being wrong, I can say it is a marvel when the sky fills with countless groupings of gas that adorn that blue canvas that stays with us for a large part of the day. Every cloud has its own shape and its own shade, some small and light, others large and heavy with shadow, and the light changes them from one moment to the next.

The best part comes when I allow myself to stop and think about how much I can learn from a cloud. Clouds are part of life, part of a cycle that never ends. They move from one side to the other, yet they flow with the current, and the current takes them exactly where they need to go. It does not matter how or when; they arrive where they are meant to arrive.

Many times I would give anything to be air, to flow, to learn from the clouds, so that worries do not set the rhythm of my life, so that I am not anguished about the future, and so that I can focus on the present, which is the most important thing of all. I do not want tomorrow to steal today from me, because the present is the only place where life truly happens, and the clouds seem to understand that better than we do.

When I realize that, I come back to earth, I smile, and I start to breathe more deeply, to appreciate life exactly as it is, and to accept that everything is as it should be, so that I can flow toward the destiny that is prepared and waiting for me to find it.

I say goodbye with nothing more to add, hoping the images were completely to your liking, and asking you to stay tuned for future posts. See you soon.