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Tuesday, February 26, 2008

sixty seconds of breathing

I've probably said this before, but I hate washing up at night, because all I can see in the window is me, doing the washing up. At least in the daytime you can see out to the (cough) garden, which is an almost pretty bit of wilderness.

So it was lucky tonight that Best Beloved did the washing up, or we would have missed this, spotted out the window:



An odd bit of cloud at the end of our street, white and puffy and joyously fluffy, having a bit of an inner dummy-spit with lashings of lightning. Quite spectacular in a quiet sort of way. Bumblebee enjoyed it (if you turn the sound up you can hear him exclaim at one point). The video doesn't do it justice; the night sky was quite clear and cool, apart from this bubble of activity.

You need to just sit through the sixty seconds of it I shot; it's very soothing :)

Postscript:

The same cloud, the same evening, with better sound effects :)
Possibly the guys from the group house across the road from me...

7 comments:

M-H said...

It says 'We're sorry, this video is no longer available..."

Ampersand Duck said...

DOH! I always make videos private until I'm sure they work -- forgot to change the setting... should be ok now.

It's nothing exciting, mind you! Just a nice moment in time.

Bernice said...

Bewdiful - got jarred awake at 5:30 this morn by a terrific storm here. The garden looks like the wombats have been dancing on it again. No mowing for me today...

Pavlov's Cat said...

Soothing??? I kept expecting Anton Ghigurgh to turn up outside the window (silently, of course) with his cow-murdering oxygen tank thingy.

Obviously I need a holiday.

Pavlov's Cat said...

Chigurh.

Whatever.

worldpeace and a speedboat said...

pretty!

fifi said...

how good is the dialogue of film #2 ???