The Sky above the roof

Sadly, the only photo I took today although I had an interesting subject in mind this morning, but then the light went. I was too busy to take the shot when I should have done.

I do love winter skies.

See the snow on the roof and how clean the tiles are, thanks to a thorough
wash in December.

We did get to Loughborough where I got some photos printed at Max Spielmann.

The title comes from Mabel Dearmer's translation of a poem by Paul Verlaine, Ralph Vaughan Williams set it to music. It's an exquisite song.