I was lamenting to a friend that I lost my sense of imagination when I look at clouds and don't see images. She said that she still did. Now I am trying to focus on cloud shapes and keep looking until I can "see" a figure in the shapes. The other day,
I kept looking until I figured out that I was seeing an elephant, on his back with little stumpy legs and a trunk. The trunk gave it away. Once you see an elephants trunk, you don't forget what it looks like. Once, many years ago, I was flying with a very
young Grandson to Colorado. He had the window seat and kept staring out at the clouds. His whole body was tense. I asked him what he was looking at and he said that he was looking for our dog, Charlie, who had recently died. I joined him and looked too.