Cloudspotting

Much to my frustration I managed to pick the greyest, windiest (force 7 to 8) day we've had in weeks for my first blip. Struggled to stay on my feet never mind take a picture. At least blipping got me out and about, although maybe the photograph should be of my red and frozen fingers.

All colour and contrast has been bleached out of the landscape today, reducing everything to flat shapes. Except for the sky, it changes so quickly and I like nothing better than watching the clouds blow past (on a day like this, preferably from inside with a mug of coffee and a roaring fire).