MOUNTAIN CLOUDS.

Hokitika Guardian, 28 May 1923, Page 4

MOUNTAIN CLOUDS.

(By Colin Af. Rose in a Sydney Paper). Few landscapes are complete without clouds. And the vast expanses of the beautiful Blue Mountains are no exception to the rule; for although thousands flock to admire the awe-inspiring wonders there, how many arc aware o£ the fact that clouds really account for quite half of those misty azure tints from which “the hills” obtain their name 'i At dawn, at noon, at sunset, and even in the crisp moonlight of a chilly mountain night, clouds over the mighty valleys and ranges add a splendour far beyond the imagination of those who have not drunk from this fountain of beauty. One morning quite recently I. was at the head of the Jamieson Valley right early. 'I lie sun had not yet reached my lookout, but I could see Mount Solitary shining and sparkling, reared high from out the sea of mist which filled the valley. Soon the mists began to rise. Deep. dull, heavy waves of sofid white rolled up the clilf sides and disappeared. ’I hen more and more waves were puffed up from the depths, till, in a short time, tie valley was clear except lor a low round fluffy balls of fleece dissolving quickly in their heavenwards flight. Fiflt miles away across endless rises and through bluish haze, the Gib, at Bov- . 01, seemed as a tiny thimble of smoke. The softness of the morning light lends a tenderness to the colourings. Blue di-lances, brown clilfs. and the flushed horizon all had a subdued appeal am-.. though the filmy mantle of sleep- had not vet been entirely east trom the awakening world. In summer, ut noon, the clouds are generally heavy and ponderous. 1 hey "avc lost their morning delicacy, am have become angry and sullen. I hey muster together as if brooding evil lor punv mortal, and. grumbling, ' each other till finally they merge into one huge greyish sinister monster. Just as the morning cloud inspires the mind ' -with joy and expectation, so does the noontide dragon have a curiously depressing effect lipon one. it casts t ' pall over us, and scatters false ami • gloomy premonitions to the mind. Bill i more often than not- the storm chunk i pass away and with them, riding <>i their threatening canopies, goes mil pessimism. And so tlies.e mountains ol ; i.7ie heavens roll on to dull other impressionable hearts for a short time. |Jut in the mud and scum of thing* There always. always. somethin};

Sl'.lgS. . quoth Emerson; and so wo look forward to new cloud-s for new songs ol hope and inspiration. Our world is bntiioo ome more in the joyful sunshine ol happiness. “Candid soles nustris luli!te noon cloud Inis passed, cml already A'pollo drives his chariot down towards the distant darkening

ranges. , , . The 1,-ng thin streaks of sunset clouds stretch across the western sky. But it is not till the god wholly disappears tinti they assume their most gorgeous colourings. With purpled ranges silhouetted against a reddened horizon, fading up into delicate shades ol sal - ~„i, Mild lemon, these straggling clouds relict from spine tile tcmlero.st colours which an- conveyed to the mind in term- of feeling rather than thought. The a month, the depth, the i.vrlect I,lending of colour strikes a chord m the emotions which for evermore reverberates am! struggles to find adequate expression in inadequate words.

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