There was a cloud in my backyard this morning. It remained there from the time I got up and went downstairs to eat breakfast, to the time I left the house. I wished I could have just sat and watched that cloud, as it was pretty neat, but alas, I had to get ready for work. It was hovering just below the treetops, constantly moving and changing, but it was the kind of change that was almost imperceptible. You'd miss it if you weren't watching carefully. It was drifting in and out through and around the trees in the field, and it was like a sheet that some invisible hands were shaking out, the ripples moving up and down dramatically in slow motion.