Pretty skies.

[kyrielle]

It's raining out there, steady and slow, so that the air looks almost clear and the ground shines with that subtle blue-grey touch of winter rain. Bare trees intermix with evergreens, moss around them all, but the grass in strips along the road is still a brilliant green, forgetting it's supposed to die. The hills in the distance are a hazy dark grey, tinted with blue-green, evergreens behind mist, below a lowering, misty sky.

And I...am sitting in my office, and had better get back to answering these emails and designing these forms. But it's very pretty out there.