These are clouds.
Just a bit of Okanagan bedrock, yes, but, yes, clods , or clouds. Here are some more clouds, or clods, clots and thickenings.
Just a few clouds torn by the wind and sailing east, yes, but rock did that, too once. This is the planet that does that. Here they are together, mixing it up.
And again. What waves breaking on the shore!
Rock is cloud. We live in cloud.
The “earth” is far below us. Every lake is a star creature, just one cloud among many.
Every grass blade.
And you and me.