February



An inordinate amount of time is spent staring at the sky these days.

Blue, golden, peach, yellow....bespeckled by scudding clouds or draped by billowing pillows....all perfectly provided for us to stand or sit still and just gaze.

Awesome is not too grand a word and that image is merely a badly taken reminder of last night. Not in Any way an unusual occurrence either.

Having a regular light show most evenings is very freeing. Waking to a much shorter yellowish display in the morning is equally joyful.
Colour.
Skies.

Our washing dries so quickly.
The sky usually is clear.

Have we landed in a kinda utopia?







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