“This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never dried all at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.” ~ John Muir
“Not a cloud in the sky” is an all too easy measure of perfect weather, especially if you’re at the beach. Double especially if you are on vacation, when just a drop of rain feels like a personal punishment from God. But the phrase is also just a catchy alternative for describing the plain, flat, static upper half of your world. What happens when those dreadful clouds roll in?