For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: slapdash. I can’t think of a photograph of something I want to call slapdash. It feels judgemental today, unless it’s something of mine, and that feels vulnerable. And then I start thinking about the sky…..
sky
Is this a careless sky?
Were the angels in a hurry when they painted it?
Did the clouds come out as heaven wanted?
There is nothing slapdash about the sky.
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Gorgeous sky! And just think the angels make a new sky everyday that is different from the day before and just as perfect.
looks a lot like this morning’s sunrise in OR. Beautiful!