Above them, fat black clouds rolled in.

Somewhere thunder cracked, and when he looked up he saw more fat clouds scudding across the sky.

It was a gorgeous day-sunny and cool, with fat clouds squatting on the horizon.

A few fat clouds dawdled across the sky, and a light breeze took the edge off the heat.

Occasionally these include fat little clouds that suggest associations with Matisse.

He watched the fat black clouds scrolling across the low sky, and closed the window a little even through the heat.

The day was calm, already full of promised warmtj few fat clouds drifted against the clear sky.

The sky had begun to turn dark, fat black clouds forming to the south.

The sun had already cooked up a mass of fat purple clouds for the day's lunch of rain and wind.

The sun had broken up the morning mist, and aside from a few fat clouds on the western horizon, the sky was clear, the breeze warm.