A door, a ladder and some clouds

I witnessed an epic battle in the sky on the way to my appointment. On the east and south, the rising sun was playfully dotting through a sea of feathery puffs. From the north and west a dark, menacing bank of ripples swept in and within a half hour, had swallowed up the puffy clouds and banished the sun to the other side of the thick blanket. Nothing happened weather wise, home wise, work wise, self wise or otherwise. It was a door, ladder and some clouds kind of day, here. Of course, in other parts, the struggle continues to dig out and clean up.