What a grey day

Hmm, murky. Mucky. Gloomy. Dreary. Grubby.

Unclean.

All perfect descriptives for a day like today. The sky, from early morning to the premature dusk, was a uniformly dingy grey. It even felt like the air itself was... dusty, ash-filled. As if some distant behemoth of a volcano had belched its cindery plumes skyward and the invisible particles had drifted down to obscure the world.

But, on the plus side, it's Friday.

Wine and a little choccy, my reading chair and a good book. I love Friday nights like this :-)

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