You know those fabulous landscape travel shots of the tip of mountain appearing out of the clouds, or of a misty dew laden morning on a valley floor, distant trees emerging from the mist? Totally sexy photography no?
Well it was nothing like that here yesterday! No mountains emerging, or beautiful vistas. Real life meant that the tops of buildings like church spires were hidden from view, in fact most things were hidden from view, including the sea.
You know the expression’ he/she has their head in the clouds’, well I can honestly say my head was in the clouds yesterday – my feet were firmly planted on the saturated ground, fork in hand digging for my supper.
I was digging in the clouds.
A rushed visit, to dig for leeks, pick some Brussel Sprouts (recipes to follow) and grab a handful of lettuce leaves for a salad.
A truly grey-mizzle-day, not drizzle, not rain, but mizzle. The kind of atmosphere where the moisture content in the air (clouds) reaches you, envelops and dampens you if you will.
Back indoors, warm and dry I readily admit to struggling with days like this, days of dark damp grey. The positives are I’ve had fresh homegrown produce and the days are getting shorter, what I’m waiting for is for them to get lighter!
Hope your day was bright and beautiful !