Photo Memory of the Week
From the Garden of the Gods, Colorado.
Cloud of the Week
Ladies and gentlemen, meet this week's cloud(s). It reminded me of those photos of two streams of water (one clear, one laden with silt), merging into a new river.
Place: Drumheller, Royal Tyrrell Museum
Posted: 2026 Oct 24Read my posts about clouds: here and here
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