It was very windy in Bossy’s neighborhood yesterday, and the clouds were sailing by at breakneck speed. So Bossy threw on a hard hat and stood in her tree covered backyard and looked up to see what she could find.
Take that first cloud photo, above. Please. Bossy sees a bird!
But then a funny thing happened to that bird cloud. It broke up and got all weird:
Wait — that’s not a weird broken-up cloud! It’s a cherub!
Next came this cloud:
In no time Bossy saw a Great Dane in that cloud! A Great Dane with a shoe nose:
And then along came this little tangle of vapor:
Who sees the rodent:
And next, Bossy will try to figure out an interesting way to introduce yet another cloud:
Bossy sort of sees a giraffe. Or a bird:
Which is when this deeply disturbed formation of ice crystals drifted by:
Bossy spied the profile right away:
And last but not least, this rotund number:
Bossy’s mind is a weird and wonderful thing to hang around with.
Really kind of scraping the bottom of the barrel for content ideas,huh?
Bossy is a hoot
I’m wondering why Bossy needed the hardhat. Was that so she wouldn’t be hit with any falling cloud particles?
Bossy has some impressive imagination.
What has Bossy been smoking?
How fun!
I think the Jester looks like a young Ronald Reagan. Anyone? Anyone?
So, this takes the place of shopping, going to concerts and spending money in foolish ways, preserving the families assets for more important things like mental illness meds…I mean food.
You are way too funny, Miss Bossy!!
The last one is totally The Grinch. A shout out to Bossy from Seuss himself!
I love seeing clouds make strange shapes. I actually saw some the other day and was going to make a blog post about it, but my camera phone didn’t take the best pictures…
I must disagree, on behalf of Laura, my child, the duck enthusiast. The great dane? A duck. Quack.
XO
did you go swimmin with mr phelps this morning? Lucky girl.
hilarious!
Goon Squad Sarah thinks Bossy needs therapy and spends a lot of time thinking about Pete Best.
I think I just regressed twenty years, and it is awesome.
I have fond memories of my Dad and I laying in the backyard and looking at the clouds and discussing what they looked at. That practice branched out for me to the brown hills of California and this weird floor covering we have a work where sometimes when sitting on the toilet, I see faces and animals in the shapes on the floor.
Now we know where Pete Best went after the Beatles chose Ringo.
How many times do I have to tell you: PUT DOWN THE CRACK PIPE.
Love,
Baby Favorite
When I was a little girl I used to do this with the yellow roses on my bedroom wallpaper.
I totally saw the Wild Boar.
I think I have to agree with the general comments, was Bossy smoking those funny cigarettes again, eating brownies her college son brought home or did your prescription for meds run out?
I saw the last one, but I sooooo didn’t get what you saw in the others until you drew the lines.
Did Bossy tell her neighbor she was seeing these things? Because someone might come and take Bossy away soon. Though, I saw everything that Bossy saw (except I thought the great dane was Woody Woodpecker), so maybe we can ask for adjoining padded rooms.
Remember lying on your back with a little friend, pointing to clouds and describing them? “That one looks like a dog, no that cloud there, and there’s its nose and there’s its tail and … oh heck, it’s already changed shapes. And you never saw it!”
Thanks to cameras and photoshop, we now get to see what our current little friend is seeing. Fun.
I see shapes and pictures in the paint squiggles on the fiberglas above where we sleep in our little boat. Those long, curving lines mostly tend to remind me of a nice male body part.
I remember when Bossy’s grandfather would make his little
Rorschach drawings using water blots on his napkin—must be something in the genes.
Was Bossy haning with Michael Phelps when seeing these artistic cloud creatures???
What happend with that Starbucks job?
Awesome!
That is way cool. I haven’t done that in so long, very clever.
my y chromosome is telling me those are all boobies
Bossy puts the AT in Creative!
does bossy have a housekeeper – when do you find the time for all of this fun creativity?
wow – you are good at this game.
impressed.
What’s the name of the wine Bossy drinks? I need to get me some of that.
Court jester it is not. It’s clearly Lady Elaine Fairchild from Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood. Lady Elaine was one of the puppets in the kingdom of King Friday the XIII.
Wow, I’m totally impressed. Your cloud drawings are amazing.
during my mri this morning, i looked up and said, “are those supposed to be clouds painted on the ceiling?
(makes you feel so much better?) Maybe if bossy were there to outline the content…..
This may represent the first time that Bossy fixates on animals rather than boyfriends or husbands–unless in the Rorschach system animals = men, in which case never mind.
Bossy… I know this will scare the pants off you, but I think we might be twins…
http://bushbabe.blogspot.com/2009/01/favourite-things-clouds-of-imagination.html
🙂
BB
What about the two blue hearts in the middle of the picture underneath the wild boar? See ‘um???
That’s about the longest blog entry I’ve ever seen – maybe a world’s record! Ummm – don’t you have some laundry to do?
The bird one totally looks like Buckbeak from the third Harry Potter movie. Annnd, cue nerdery!
Do you earn an income from your blog? I hope so with all the time it must take you to write these fabulously creative posts.
Honestly, before you drew them in, I saw none of those things in those clouds. I just saw clouds. (Have you read It Looked Like Spilt Milk?)
Hee! And also funny comments!
my husband, as I have mentioned before, doesn’t read blogs. He just can’t. He doesn’t have the disposable time like I do. Anyway, we read this together…and well, does roflocao mean anything to you (our collective arses) again, bossy brings us together…especially after that fight we had last night.
But anyway, we were SO with you on the wild boar. Even before we saw that you thought it could be a wild boar we were all like “wild boar”.
And to you commenter who sees shapes in weird tile on the floor as she’s sitting on the toilet: “I KNOW, I so do that too…”
Pete Best !?! Oh God you crack me up …
Whatever crack you are smoking is boss. I want some.
Wow, but you are a talented woman. I think it’d be fun to lie in the grass next to you while you come up with cloud descriptions.
After smoking some crack, of course.
I’ll have what BOSSY’s having.
looks like unprecedented opportunities for creativity…
gp in mt.
This. is. AWESOME!!!
Hmmm… I only saw the first one. I must be blind. Or an idiot.
So, what is your favorite drink again?
holy wow…
Although…I did see more Abe Lincoln than court jester. And the giraffe/bird one reminded me of this:
http://muppet.wikia.com/wiki/Sam_the_Eagle
Very impressive. Way to flex the right side of the brain.
That is just brilliant.
Me thinks Bossy had camera in one hand, bong in the other.
peace
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This was genius.
Really. How do you do it? No. Really. How do you do it?
Hilarious. I saw a ballerina doing a pirouette where you saw a Great Dane, though.