I wandered lonely as a cloud ...

That floats on high o'er vales and hills
(Wordsworth)

Walking back from Pilates this morning, I was blipping away. And in the my new style of living I seem to notice so much more than I ever did.

We have a lovely early spring morning here. Sunny, but blowy and cold. I've still managed to hang out the washing though!

I loved the ominous build up of cloud, but with the sky being boldly blue and the sun on full show. I also like the way the telegraph lines came diagonally across the capture!