Overcast skies provide cover for the repairs. Nothing can be seen. At times only a haze is needed. Fog brings them down to the ground. Among us until they lift. It's a paternal, nurturing operation. Enabling life for us all. Protecting it. Sustaining it. Allowing for it. Most Ultra V rays are absorbed. Some aren't. Those heat the oceans and are reflected by the desert sands, providing energy back to the clouds. The healthier, the more moisture. The more moist, the better. Earth shall avoid Mars' fate, the disintegrated atmosphere. Hope they learned their lessons. Probably, a massive asteroid got through and ruined the place. It was a mistake, an accident. Like the dinosaurs, who just ended up eating each other. Barbaric, gruesome, stinky.
The moon, especially the dark side, is mostly unknown. Like a remote space island. It pulls and pushes with its gravitational dynamics, affecting the oceans systemically, altering moods and libidos. Tides, light, waves. Tidal waves! We've landed there, but there was nothing much to see. Weirdly, we never went back.
The intense storms are mysterious. The eyes of the storms are calm for some reason. Large hail, ice, acid rain. Floods have been around forever. The clouds must cry too.
They mourn on mountain peaks.