Already in the west the low clouds were breaking up.

Then through the low clouds, up toward the upper levels.

In the west, the sun had vanished behind a bank of low clouds.

The air was fresh, but they were under low, gray clouds this morning.

The mountains to our right rose up into the low clouds.

Full night had come, but the stars were hidden by low clouds.

Too much mist and low cloud to tell what the day would be like.

It was a still day, the sky a mass of heavy low cloud.

The sun broke through the low clouds later that afternoon.

The low clouds will make us harder to spot through the air, too.