Not wanting to quite yet return from the desert but having to try to get my eyes to turn towards the outer, I dragged my ass into the grey world outside. Bah humbug. Don't want to. It's cold and damp. It's GREY! Sulk.
The sun broke through as I reached the woods. Phew. Bumped into the local vicar and had a chin-wag. Compared our staffs. Talked about the dogs.As you do. Shortly afterwards I was greeted by this. Phew. Colour. I love that it is all misty grey around the edges. Unedited.
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