Lonely as a Cloud

Considering the weather forecast, I don't think we suffered to badly today.  It was cold, with a strong northerly wind, but it was still enjoyable to walk out with almost cloudless skies.

I remembered the Wordsworth poem, 'Wandering lonely as a cloud' which reflects on the joy of nature and it certainly was beautiful out on the walk with lots of new growth and colour in the countryside we walked through.