I am grateful for clouds. Each morning, early, I walk the two-mile loop at the beach among the sea grapes and palms. Gopher turtles, raccoons, squirrels, and a variety of birds keep me company. Recently, the sun is hot already in the early morning. I am grateful for the occasional cloud that gives me a moment’s relief.
Then I think of those seeking a tan for whom the cloud is a problem, not a joy. Perhaps that is the way of life’s many challenges. At the time, they may be problematic but perhaps from another point of view, they may also provide a hidden gift.