Mono Monday : Movement

The first ever Mono Monday where I haven't had to adjust the colour, this is what the actual colour of the sky was at half-past three this afternoon. Exactly thirty years and twelve hours after the time when our kitchen clock stopped, because the Great Storm had knocked out our overhead power line.
Some interesting skies today, and at this, the darkest time, a squadron of seagulls appeared. Utterly silent instead of the usual raucous screeching, they wheeled slowly across the sky on the winds,  heading south-east.