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.
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.