Early evening. The busy city under grey skies. Again. But there are structures to hold on to, quietly moving even without a noticeable wind. // 366skies
Early evening. Shades of grey shades of blue and some lights to counter both. The city is calming down, drifting between the seasons, drifting between waiting and moving on. // 366skies
Late morning. The village and the church spanned by thin white clouds. Too: How to watch birds and stay away from everyone else. // 366skies
Early afternoon. Sky is clearing again. Piles of clouds still trying to stay. The silence of cities past lunchtime. // 366skies
Afternoon. Office windows for now. Few glimpses of sun. Little wind. And the day coming to a halt. // 366skies