Having driven the length of Tennessee west to east on I-40,
to a point somewhere between Knoxville and Asheville,
I pointed out the shadows of clouds on mountains.
“Is that because the mountains are closer to the sky?” she asked in wonder.
“No, it’s because cloud shadows are so big, but the mountains are even bigger,
and yet we still see whole mountains in the fullness of their bigness.
We usually see our landscapes only in the pieces of their bigness,
and never know we walk through the shadows of clouds.”