Last night’s sunset. Looks like rain, but still beautiful.
And here is my favourite boat on the estuary reflected in the calm river this morning.
The sun shone on a small patch of the mountain, but this plant in the garden did not need the sun to brighten it.
Is she saying ‘Don’t be cross with me’? I can’t resist taking a quick sketch of the pigeons on the roof opposite with whatever is handy and this morning it was the bottom of my shopping list.