A break in the clouds

It was perfectly grey, all shades of grey – grey clouds, grey water, grey breakers. No sunset at all. And then, just as we were packing up to go home the clouds parted just a bit. Just enough. Made my day.

High Adventure

This ‘boy’ might be a wee bit old for what I had in mind, but he did remind me of the time when this was a perfect recipe. And you didn’t have to be a boy – and long as you didn’t mind being called a tomboy.