I’m in love with the sky here. Reminds me of the American West. The crisp blue, the expansiveness and just the ability to see it after living in the city with tall buildings. When we first moved to Chiang Rai, it was blistering hot, and it didn’t help that we were living on the second floor of a wooden house. Then the short-lived burning season kept the sky from showing its true self. But now that the rainy season has arrived, it’s been mostly pleasant and even chilly. Looking up has been an interesting study of weather movements and clouds – the lullaby of the skies.