These days I seem to have one eye permanently on the sky. Cloud formations totally fascinate me. They bump into and fold around each other with such gay abandon! From the moment the sun slips over the horizon I’m aware of their constant movement. Maybe it’s the restlessness in me that is drawn by them as they wander far and wide.
Nowhere are the clouds more wonderful to watch than on the coast. Why is it that the sea seems to push the clouds away and hang on to the blue, even when the land is covered in thick cloud? I’m sure there must be a meteorological explanation. Meantime, join me in a cliff top walk.
I was on the coast just north of here, not far from the former pit village of Easington. There are few signs these days of the coal mining industry. The occasional lift shaft is preserved as a reminder, along the coastal trail. According to Wikipedia this is the only place on earth with dolomitic limestone cliffs on the coastline. The railway runs up the north east coast, often providing sweeping views out to sea.
I hope you enjoyed cloud gazing with me. See you next time!