That's actually not the right title to start this post. However, why do I keep the title? It's a matter of the heart so don't play around, hehe. It's actually simple, I really feel like I'm driving the wind this afternoon and photographing the moment. No beautiful white clouds today. There was only a cloud that wasn't pure white in the afternoon wind and it felt like chasing and driving the clouds away. Therefore, I decided to just like the title above because I really feel it even though it is less scientific for a non-fiction article in my opinion.
Nothing is beautiful, but I'm tired of teaching clouds on a hill full of history for this nation, Indonesia. I heard the sound of the wind buzzing very strongly in my ears and my subconscious felt something abnormal on this hill. I moved from where I was standing because my body and soul felt something uncomfortable like a drum about to fight. And this hill bears witness to the savagery of the past. But being with friends, I was just trying to enjoy it while pointing the camera in all directions, so I hunted the clouds and then took them to my gallery. :)
What are the shapes and colors of the clouds? Let me show you some!
Always happy to share about nature around me and the things that are closest to me in the hope of giving something beautiful to all of my friends.
Stay grateful for the blessings of life today, whatever the shape and color.
Love, Seha76!
