I love looking at clouds. I drive a convertible, so I have a greater view than most; if the temperature is warmer than 50 degrees and it's not raining, it's a sure bet the roof is DOWN and I'm enjoying the fullest extent of the sky! The thing that sticks with me the most is that, within seconds, they can be gone. I may see a beautiful color or formation, but by the time I grab the camera, it's already gone.
My artist eye wants so badly to capture just the right shade, different hues and textures...
And I recall my favorite bookmark (paraphrased) from Max Lucado:
The next time you see a rainbow or a beautiful sky, can't you just hear God whisper, "Like it? I did it just for you!"