As a child I would sit and watch the clouds. I remember the first time I saw what I thought was the moon moving. I ran inside and told my dad, “Dad, I saw the moon moving!”
My dad explained, “That’s not the moon moving. That’s the clouds moving that makes it look like the moon is moving.”
“Oh, I said.” And I ran back outside to watch again. I think I became a cloud watcher that early evening.