The sky is everpresent. The sky is the part of our world that can be breathtakingly beautiful and at times, very frightening. We would not exist without the sky. Most of us only usually take notice of the sky when something extraordinary happens “up there”.
Perhaps we notice a particularly stunning sunrise or sunset. There might be the terrible majesty of a severe thunderstorm. Many of us feel sad when the sky is just a dome of cumulus grey. We feel happiness on days when the sky is partly cloudy or fully clear.
I’m guessing that National Sky Awareness Week was instigated because this is the time of year, in North America, when severe atmospheric conditions reassert themselves in their most destructive forms.
While we’re searching the sky for signs of danger, we can also take deep breaths and contemplate the ever changing beauty of what exists above us.
Have you ever wondered why the same aspect of our world is properly known in its singular and plural forms? Sky and skies mean the same thing. Irving Berlin was spot on when he penned his tribute to the sky “Blue Skies”. It’s fitting that this beautiful song has been recorded by so many famous singers.
Anyway, this week is the time we can reacquaint ourselves with the Earth’s sky. You don’t need to be an astronomer or a meteorologist to just look up, observe, learn, contemplate, enjoy, or photograph the skies above that sustain us all.
By the way, I photographed all the images for this post in rural Wayne County, Nebraska on various mornings.
The Blue Jay of Happiness contemplates this thought from the Persian poet, Hafez: “Even after all this time, the Sun never says to the Earth, ‘You owe me.” Look what happens with a love like that. It lights the whole sky.”