Grey, blue, green

This morning was dreich, to borrow a word from our Scottish friends. (Scots - even if you eventually vote for independence, please let us carry on using your words, I love them!).

The dog has a Pavlovian reaction to my waterproof trousers, so started shivering before we'd even left the house. Despite the weather, I really enjoyed the walk. Life has been a bit manic recently, and I have a long day working in London tomorrow. The seafront was really quiet and it was very peaceful to stroll in the rain and do some daydreaming. The dog was happy as he'd found some old fish bones to gnaw.

No glowing sunrises or sunsets today but I reckon the coast has its own muted beauty even on dreich days.