But what if we can
touch the sky?
Do you know what clouds are? You will certainly answer affirmatively, considering that you know what clouds are, but what if I contradict you and tell you that this article will change your mind? Now, you're probably thinking how can I change your mind in just a few words? Answer: easily, because the intellect is an exaggeration in itself and destroys the harmony of any face, and influencing a person means giving away your own soul, that person no longer thinks his usual thoughts and is no longer consumed by his usual passions. Now I should get to the point, right?
Scientists say that the cloud is a visible mass of drops of condensed liquid (the water on planet Earth) or sublimated ice crystals that are in the atmosphere above the Earth's surface or above another planet that has an atmosphere.
How do water vapors form clouds?
Clouds are formed when water vapors (which are invisible) from the atmosphere condense into water droplets or ice crystals (visible) as a result of the cooling of humid air below the saturation point, by adiabatic expansion or by the passage through the air mass of a colder environment. Adiabatic distension may occur following frontal or orographic ascent. Also, clouds can form if the air temperature is maintained, if it receives water vapors until saturation. For example, on hot summer days with intense evaporation or if the air mass crosses a water surface.
Everyone dreams of sunny days, when there are no clouds to tarnish the beauty of the crystal clear sky, but I feel slightly lost then. Sometimes a cloudy day can put your whole life in perspective. To me, clouds are like a kind of map, maybe a map of life. Clouds are the ships of the air. When you are little, you get lost in the game of clouds that create different shapes through the sky and you try to draw the sky with your imagination: the clouds give you the opportunity to change the shape. When you get older, all the charm is lost, but of course, there are exceptions to the rule, because otherwise life would be monotonous.
In addition to the supersaturation in water vapors, another condition which aids cloud formation is the presence of condensation nuclei, which can be very fine particles of salt, ash, smoke, pollen, dust, etc., coated in a thin layer of water or ice, by condensation or sublimation, forming droplets and crystals.
Clouds are not static systems, but evaporation, condensation, gravitational droplet droplets, their re-evaporation at the base of the clouds, droplet collisions, droplet freezing, melting crystals, multidirectional movements, etc. take place all the time. Only part of the clouds cause precipitations and other associated phenomena that reach the earth (rain, snow, sleet, hail, peas, drizzle, thunderstorms).
And yet, what is so special about clouds and the sky that we permanently see covered by the mantle full of fluffy clouds, white as milk foam? Do you know the inscription we often see on the walls of "Look at the sky!"? Even if we all live between buildings that seem to take away the purity of the clouds, watching and immortalizing have become for me regular hobbies and a pretext for collection, maybe even a lifeline, a refuge from everyday life. And yet, to paraphrase a question I hear frequently, what is the use of this "hunting" of the skies?
When you love something very much, you manage to see the things that others miss, don't you? Not because they wouldn't be able to see them, they just don't have the patience or perseverance and it's perfectly fine to be like that. I also don't have the patience or drive for many other things ... When I look at clouds I see shapes, characters, fights. Have you ever seen clouds with the same shape? Certainly not, because every cloud is different, unique and sometimes I feel like laughing: the child in me has never left ... he still lives and enjoys every time I am in the car and I see how a race is created between me and the fluffy white clouds that run pushed by the wind in the blue sky.
Each time, I think that the shadow of the clouds is as fleeting as the clouds themselves. They can represent a boundary of purity. What if there's something more beyond the clouds? What if the clouds are a door that no man has been able to open? A new world?
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editorial: Alexia Florete
graphic design: Alexia Florete,
Ioana Butaru
translation: Sofia Ene
DP (desktop publishing): Ioana Butaru
