Omnipotent Hovering Billows

By Patty "Padlynn Pidge" Doyle

Or what I like to call clouds. Even though everyone is familiar with the concept, I would like to challenge that in Eastern Europe, these fluffs are different. Framed by old buildings, birds, towers, and churches, it definitely takes you out of the typical stereotype of a weather related photo. One would sincerely appreciate this in the middle of the autumn gloomy skies of anywhere in the world. Once a grayscale day presents itself, you jump at the at the chance to gaze upon a deep blue sky contrasted against those fluffy bleached cotton balls that float so daintily. Which Europe has provided us- the sky gazers, an amazing artist's palate of colors. More dramatic than a classic Baroque painting-yet more colorful than any post-impressionist could dream of.

The only majority of weather here seems to be an overcast silver sky- no thunderstorms, no snow (yet), but of course lots of rain. This observation when assessing on ones appropriate battle gear (i.e. umbrella, boots, winter coat, or sunglasses, tights, and sweatshirt) generally gathers a ho-hum sort of sigh. The sky is not usually on the top of the list of beautiful sights seen in the abroad student's educated adventure. But every once in a while, this ever changing canvas will fail to let your eyes roam anywhere else.

Lazy breezes, sunset, cloudy with a chance of rain: all of these moments are emphasized with the delicate trimming that is the phenomenon of precipitation.