A splash of colour.

I went up the garden earlier.
A fairly blustery cold wind rocking the tree branches and blowing hither and thither.
I had the hood of my dressing gown pulled up over my head.
At the moment the grey clouds are rushing across the sky, with hardly any glimpses of blue to break up the constant swirling movement which is travelling across from west to east.
Now finished my daily bowl of porridge and fruit, and taxed my brain on today’s Wordle.
Time to move.