This afternoon I watched clouds. They were in two layers, a gauzy veil sliding east above a slower puffs of wool drifting south-west.

The sun was brilliant.

And then I noticed that the gauze was separating, until it looked like a stylised sound wave or wifi icon. My phone didn’t capture the phenomenon well, but, eh, here it is.

And then the puffy clouds began to thicken and accrete, and though the two cloud layers were probably thousands of feet apart I fancied they were a swarm of paramecia easing through a drift of self-aware algae, consuming it. Then the picture changed again, this time to alien ships flying below a giant moon.

I’d taken a book out with me, but in the end I just sipped tea and watched the sky. Better than any movie screen.