Like a ghost from the tomb

Carmi's Thematic Photographic 296 is Cloudspotting.

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,
From the seas and the streams;
I bear light shade for the leaves when laid
In their noonday dreams.
From my wings are shaken the dews that waken
The sweet buds every one,
When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,
As she dances about the sun.
I wield the flail of the lashing hail,
And whiten the green plains under,
And then again I dissolve it in rain,
And laugh as I pass in thunder.

The rest of The Cloud by Percy Bysshe Shelley is here.




P.S. Now for the critters:


I think this is a tree swallow:

Cross-posted at Whiskey Fire. Mouse over pics for captions, and click them for larger versions.
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