Dull monochrome sky
Absent pink stripes of winter
Climate-change shades
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Sometimes everything has to be enscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright, and indescribable wedge of freedom in your own heart. David Whyte
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There are days that suck the life out of us…
Well done!
Thanks, Dale.
Spring will soon be here 🙂
Yes! I noticed tiny buds on the oak tree outside my window because a squirrel was eating them.
😊
This perfectly sums up my long weekend.
😦
Indeed! Our skies stay depressingly gray with bits of days when sunlight appears, fitfully.
Sad commentary. Our days are so similar. I guess this is not a coincidence. Our bits of sun today were brilliant, however. 🙂 Anyway!
The way a small group of greed-driven people are destroying our environment – grey days are a given, I fear.
But like they say, it ain’t over until we fight the last battle. There’s hope yet.
Peace,
Eric
Yes, Eric. It makes me sick to consider this devastating condition. And I haven’t lost all hope. Thanks.
Those grey days that seem to have no real weather are depressing…
Yes, and I think more so because of the world news. It is amazing how sunlight picks up my spirits – and the infrequent sightings of the moon.
Great, though depressing, description of what we referred to in So Cal as May gray and June gloom.
Great descriptions! Thanks.