Walking Piper this morning, still pre-dawn (officially), and I realised that birdsong was filling the air. Despite the complete blanket of greyness the birds could obviously sense the beginning of the day, the first feeling of the sun rising. The song was a random cacophony as each species felt the need to herald the new dawn, calling louder and louder to make themselves heard...such a beautiful start to the day...
Sadly that was the best of it, the light never improved, it was no brighter by lunchtime! Spots of rain, cold wind...why can't winter be real - ie frost, ice, snow...
Grey is a state of mind, a state of weather...and it's not a pleasant place!
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