I was expecting it to be hard to leave the sunshine and the bright blue skies of California, and come back to the autumn climate in England. When I arrived in Heathrow on Wedneday, the sky was a pearly grey with streaks of light, but it was not unlovely. Then when we flew into Manchester, it was raining. But in the evening here at home, there was a watery pink and grey smeary sunset, and the light of it shone on the cows in the field next door.
So although it is damp here, it has its own kind of beauty, which is subtle, and not the primary colours of California.
And I do have a passion for clouds.
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