It has been said that mountains create their own weather systems. When the wind blows against the mountains, as it rises air pressure decreases and it cools. Moisture condenses forming clouds and precipitation. Sometimes clouds do not develop completely and instead the small drops of water stay suspended in the air creating mist.
These water droplets move and swirl. Undulating as the temperatures continuouslyuosly and rapidly change within the formations.
The clouds that form over the mountain tops are many times dramatic. Climbing high in the sky and obscuring the view. Sometimes completely and other times letting glimpses of the mountains and their terrain peek through.
I find myself travelling the valley bottoms, eyes glancing always upwards during stormy weather. Watching the billow and bloom of clouds. Patches of light peeking through here and there. Delighting in the everchanging landscape showing through the fog.
There is just something about wondering what will develop. Shapes and faces in the clouds, rays of light breaking through and illuminating areas below.
Diaphanous creations of nature. Everchanging in shape, size and luminosity.
The formation and development of these particles from obscuring the mountain tops to towering overhead will never cease to make me stop and revel in the grandeur of something so simple but also so complicated.