It's All About Balance
As I was leaving the house on Monday my husband called out “it’s blue skies outside and it’s going to be a great day”, so I was a little surprised when the skies opened and I was drenched before I reached the closest coffee shop. But before I had time to text him to complain the sky was so bright blue again that, had I not still been dripping wet, you could have convinced me that I’d imagined it. In the early evening the sky was once again moody, but in the best possible way, providing a beautiful display of silver clouds as I wandered across the bridge and towards home.
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