Morbid

This blip portrays a morbid looking sky an equally morbid looking ocean that blends with the morbid sky.
I went down to the Marina this morning in the hope of finding a dead fish that the seagulls might have dropped or the fishermen had tossed because it wasn't worth eating.
Within minutes the sky turned from patchy blue to dark black and the heavens opened! The wind picked up and almost blew these two seagulls out to sea!
they disappeared into the morbid abyss.
We are just days from the onset of winter, today I feel it has come with a vengeance!


Journal entry day 15:
Glyn is having equally bad weather, he had started on the garden for his parents before he flies home this Saturday, but hasn't done as much as he would have liked due to the rain.
He has sorted the garage out for his dad, something Glyn is good at is organising, a place for everything and everything in it's place, he has achieved so much during his stay, he shouldn't be disappointed.
Tomorrow Glyn's younger brother arrives from Germany with his family, there is a lot planned as the last few days approach.