There are rain clouds today! Great fluffy cotton balls that meander across the sky. I am fascinated by the patterns their shadows make. I am mesmerized by the way the sun goes into every nook and cranny, illuminating here and concealing there. I follow their paths with my eyes, awed by their unseen channels that guide them in their journey across the endless blue.
My cousin Dewayne and I used to find things in the clouds; I found faces and he found animals. And then we told their story. It was always a short story; we never went longer than a sentence or two. Because in the brief seconds it took us to tell it, the clouds would change. Today as I look at the clouds, I see a dwarf and a bear and I wonder what story Dewayne and I could tell.
Have you ever made up stories about the characters in the clouds?
Naomi Jackson began writing novels at the age of eleven, but only recently began her career as a freelance author and passionate storyteller. When she is not reading or writing, you can find Naomi tending to her houseplants, taking a long walk, or volunteering at her home church. She lives with her family in southern Florida.