Out and about early, I was drawn to look upwards. The morning was warm, and the clouds, as is the nature of clouds, mutable but in no way capricious. There is nothing dramatic about them: they are calming in their changeability. They are part of my meditation as I sit on the bench overlooking the beach and the ocean, an oddly fixed point in my otherwise fluid day.

I can honestly say that, for once, I did not interfere with or rearrange my subject in any way.

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This week DJ’s RegularRandom also features something subtle and evanescent – melting skittles.