Stark Beauty

The sky reflects my mood again, grey, moody, angry. As the day slipped away so did my good humour.

There is a realization, well not so much that as an affirmation that when you are in a place where you appear to be unwanted and unrated it is very difficult to maintain that front, the public face that the world sees...

Maybe I need some time away from things... The heavy winds of the early morning dried the ground quickly as there was a warmth despite the wind. The leaves that were starting to turn were ripped from this lone, exposed tree the beauty enhanced by the turmoil in the clouds behind

I hope you can enjoy the shot, it was the best I could do