Struggling

There's something inherently depressing about a Monday morning even for bus pass holders, especially if the sun don't shine and things don't go quite to plan.
After such a glorious weekend of weather, it is hard to acclimatise to a uniformity of greyness which seeps into the soul and depresses the spirit, making the simplest task an effort.

Like this ivy, I can but struggle towards the light and good humour. A little sun would encourage , but I know a visit to my friend o.m.ts this afternoon will cure me of the 'blues'.