Gloom is the key descriptor this winter. Leaden grey skies have outnumbered brilliant cyans by a factor of two to one. This evening the slate colours had a blue cast and the arm was still enough to reflect the city lights. I marched around hatless and my ears did not break off and fall to the ground which was a nice change from a couple of days ago.
As you can see, I have messing with the image sizes which has been jostling things around. I might have to call on Susan's rent-a-genius to fix it up.
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