Tuesday, 13 January 2009

Down the road, afternoon.

I thought Mol might be indisposed for a walk, but she launches into it brightly.

The heaps and mounds of candy-floss cumulus clouds are back, the sky is itself again.

1 comment:

Bee said...

I often think that I am too "indisposed" for walking . . . and then the fresh air invigorates me!