I have always loved to lie on a chaise or in the hammock and watch the clouds. They are constantly changing and morphing into new and unique shapes. Some will simply disappear and new ones will form. They move across the sky in varying speeds and directions. It's fun to imagine what the various shapes resemble.
When we were kids, we would go to the creek behind my grandmother's house every afternoon in the summertime. There we would remove our shoes and go wading in the water. We had strict orders not to get our clothes wet. Almost every day someone would "accidentally" fall into the water and before long all of us were wet. On the way home, we would stop in the pasture and lie on our backs in the sun to dry. While drying, we would examine the clouds and imagine all sorts of things in the shapes. We could make up stories using the clouds as characters. If a thunderstorm was brewing, it was fun to watch the clouds get dark and angry looking. Ever since then, cloud watching has been a summer traditon for me.