Inner Dialogue

I was out walking Jessie this afternoon and looked skyward to see clouds that looked like watercolors painted across a canvas above me. Something about the lighting and the texture caught my attention and I just had to head back up to the house for my camera. At times I wonder if it's just me that sees things the way I do, or do other people see it also? Seems like the wonders of natures strike me in ways that are very deep and very personal. Not sure why that is, but I am glad to be that way.