My favorite flavor of cloud, as reflected in the hood of The Green Hornet...
... and in real-life.
We shall spend the greatest portion of our day under the awning... sipping a cool beer or three, occasionally puffing on a cigar, and reading Hemingway... punctuated with intermittent glances at the sky, of course. Ah... Another Pleasant Valley Sunday.
Except we're not the least bit cynical about it.