Remember Joni Mitchell’s song, “*Both Sides Now?” I always think of her song when I look up at the clouds. I have seen them shape into teddy bears, dogs, flowers, hearts, birds and more. If I were a weather expert I’d know why the clouds take different shapes, but that’s one of those little miracles that I enjoy without knowing the “why” of it.
I don’t think that I’ve ever enjoyed the cloud patterns as I do these days. These days I am my own boss. I no longer work, and my time is my own. I now have plenty of time to read, write, play with our cats, go visiting our grandgirls now and then and writing this blog every day.
Sitting on our front porch is not only refreshing, but it is a time to enjoy those clouds, read a book, go for a long walk and so on, knowing that there is no hurry or worry these delightful days. After years of working, this time in my life is a gift.
The Crankee Yankee and I have plenty to do working on our house, picking the tomatoes and peppers in our garden, and so on. Our indoor cats have the life of **Riley (by the way, does anyone remember that show?), and the ‘outdoorsies’ have food, water and shelter. In our house, it’s good to be a cat.
These days I have plenty of time to look up at the cloud formations and admire them. These days, I DO know clouds and I enjoy them.
*Bows and flows of angel hair and ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons everywhere, I’ve looked at clouds that way
But now they only block the sun, they rain and snow on everyone
So many things I would have done, but clouds got in my way
I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It’s cloud’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know clouds at all
Moons and Junes and Ferris wheels the dizzy dancing way you feel
When every fairy tale comes real, I’ve looked at love that way
But now it’s just another show, you leave ’em laughin’ when you go
And if you care don’t let them know, don’t give yourself away
I’ve looked at love from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It’s love’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know love at all
Tears and fears and feeling proud, to say, “I love you” right out loud
Schemes and dreams and circus crowds, I’ve looked at life that way
But now old friends are acting strange, they shake their heads,
They say I’ve changed
But something’s lost but something’s gained in living every day
I’ve looked at life from both sides now
From give and take and still somehow
It’s life’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know life at all.
**The Life of Riley is an American radio situation comedy series of the 1940s that was adapted into a 1949 feature film, a 1950s television series, and a 1958 comic book.