The other day I stepped out of my car at the library to return some books and for some reason I was overwhelmed by the blueness of the sky.  I don’t think I was imagining it. The sky really was bluer than usual. In fact, it was blotting out the green of the trees and the brown of the brick.

Why the library? Why then? I have no idea. It was a fine, low-humidity afternoon. Recent rains had cleaned the air. 

I hurried home, back to where I could put the sky in its place. This is how I view it from the deck, softened by trees and — at least when I snapped this shot — puffed up with clouds.

Intensely blue? Yes. But parceled, balanced — framed.