Growing up in the Midwest gave me an appreciation for blue skies in the summertime. When I was a kid, laying on my back and watching the clouds drift and shift to form pictures of people, animals, and imaginary creatures was something I could do for hours on end. Often times my sister would lay on the grass next to me. I’d point at a cloud and say, “Look at that dragon.” And she’d reply, “I like the cute bear cub riding on the dragon’s back. He’s waving at me.” Then I’d say, “That cub better hold on to the dragon so he doesn’t fall. There’s a dangerous lion right below them.” She’d shudder, “I’m really worried for the bear!” It was like the sky was creating a movie just for us.
A few weeks ago my sister and I were talking about how we used to love looking up at the sky. My sister not only remembered our cloud stories, she also recalled a time when our neighbor, who was a year younger than my sister, decided to look up at the clouds with us. Apparently this girl listened to our cloud talk for a few minutes, started to cry, and ran to our house to tell on us. Soon our dad was looking down at us, hands on his hips, and a stern look on his face. He told us to, “Stop seeing things in the clouds.” It was upsetting our neighbor. We were kids. We wanted to obey our dad, but, come on, how can you stop seeing what is right in front of you?
Now as an adult I look up at the clouds, but hardly ever see anything. Where did my cloud movies go? It’s like I had a magical power, but it’s gone. I was describing this to my son, Jack. “I used to be able to look up at the clouds and see a picture in every cloud formation. Now I can’t see anything but clouds. My imagination is really slipping.” He said, “Yeah it is. I can see something in every cloud.” I was interested, “You can? Tell me what you see.” Jack pointed to three different clouds and said, “Chicken nugget. Chicken nugget. Chicken nugget.” So now I am convinced, it’s not me…the sky doesn’t make movies anymore!
This summer craftivity is called “SUN CATCHER.” Click the blue craft title to get the template and instructions. Jack and I made one of these over ten years ago and I still have it. The flower is now a dull golden-brown color, but it’s still preserved.