Late afternoon. Different site, same sky. And the interesting insight in how much the grey one sees is affected by the grey one owns. // 366skies
Returning. The wind. The sea. That yearning. That feeling of connectedness. (Distant homes.)
Early evening. The light making up for a lot of earlier grey. Watching the river flow while birds head home. // 366skies
(Findings. A quiet awakening of the early years garden.)
Afternoons. Seeing through the rain. One with everything that's there, outside. // 366skies
Somewhere in the afternoon. Clouds here to there, light grey. Rain, partially snow. Short trips to the outer world, and the comfort of rooms. // 366skies
Early evening. Clouds of different density at different altitudes. Yet all of those equally out of reach and gone with the next strong wind. // 366skies
Later afternoon. Drifting in open blue. Not much else to be seen, not much else needed. // 366skies