Photo Challenge Day 3 - Clouds

Clouds are hard to come by here today.  We've got snow, wind, and completely overcast skies.  I thought about walking down to the snowmobile trail to catch a cloud of snow dust, but it was only a thought.

So I was left with this -

Yep -- there it is -- my cloud.  Not sure what all I can do with it, but it's there.  I know it's a little hard to read   so you'll have to trust me on this.

If that doesn't excite you, here's a poem about a cloud that will surely bring much lovelier pictures to mind.

I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud I wandered lonely as a cloud  That floats on high o'er vales and hills,  When all at once I saw a crowd,  A host, of golden daffodils;  Beside the lake, beneath the trees,  Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.  Continuous as the stars that shine  And twinkle on the milky way,  They stretched in never-ending line  Along the margin of a bay:  Ten thousand saw I at a glance,  Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.  The waves beside them danced; but they  Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:  A poet could not but be gay,  In such a jocund company:  I gazed---and gazed---but little thought  What wealth the show to me had brought:  For oft, when on my couch I lie  In vacant or in pensive mood,  They flash upon that inward eye  Which is the bliss of solitude;  And then my heart with pleasure fills,  And dances with the daffodils. --William Wordsworth