Take time to contemplate a cloud, I always say. It is a good thing to do.
I love dark looming clouds, where the sky might turn yellow, and you know that rain is on its way. I have always had an affection towards rain clouds, since I was a kid.
The big puffy white ones are fun to look at, and see what you may see -- a dragon perhaps, or a face. A bird in flight.
Flying above the clouds is a nice turnabout. Looking down on a blanket of clouds.
In my novel, Octavia, the main character, is told she has "cloud eyes" -- the shapes of clouds in her irirses. I've seen eyes like that.