Clouds

 The clouds roll pleasantly along the sky, watching the people below. Their color is no indication of their mood; black clouds are no more agitated then white clouds, a common misconception. These gray clouds are responsible for a cold, vague world. The rain has stopped; everything is silent, waiting for what will come to come.
My mind wanders away, going from subject to subject, darting hectically.

I found these pictures from a cute site: http://daughterearth.com/blog/tag/illustrator/
I love the colors in here and the concepts. 
"Daughter Earth spreads awareness of endangered species and habitat conservation through the artful design of environmentally conscious clothing, accessories and housewares.  A portion of their profits are donated to conservation organizations which protect the animals and habitats featured in their artwork.  In addition, Daughter Earth works hands-on with these charities to promote their messages."