Colour on a Drab Day

What a difference a little sun makes to one’s mood. Yesterday with blues skies and sunshine it felt like spring had sprung and the world sparkled. Today with heavy cloud, it was just dull, cold and depressing. It was -2° as I shivered my way down to Princes Street first thing to pick up some shopping and where I met up with my Ivy school friend and a neighbour who both had the same idea.

We chatted until we could chat no longer and I did a spot of window shopping in George street where most of the trendy clothes shops are now. Princes street is basically home to souvenir shops and sweety shops with pavements whose uneven slabs are a danger to life and limb. I passed this yellow person advertising Byoma moisturing oil outside Boots- I think I may have missed the freebies.

Home to find our bright red cherry picker, Leo,  extended to a great height to enable the operator to clean out the guttering on the roof of the adjacent building. I found it fascinating to watch all the sections slide back into themselves to allow the cage come back to earth.

It was still a depressingly wintry looking afternoon when a selkie from Stromness did a Face time call to me. It was  the same selkie who called me from Australia a few  weeks ago and got a view on my inner ear because I thought at the time it was only an audio call. We had a long natter and I got all the news from Orkney and she got 30 minutes of my face on her screen. I’m not sure that she wouldn’t have preferred my inner ear. 

At about 4 o’clock the clouds suddenly unrolled to reveal sunshine and the world looked a cheerier place. Too late for me to summon the energy to go out but I was happy to look out the window at the people enjoying it outside. There are even couples sitting on the grass…… I think  that’s taking things a bit far!