Cloud Promenade

Bumped into my old poet friend Y in Dún Laoghaire last Friday. Hadn't seen her in ages, so we took the opportunity to go for a coffee. We both had a bit of time on our hands (I had just left mum into the respite unit). In the way that these things do, the chat became a conversation, the café a lift back to her place then a meal in Toscana's. On the way there the cloud-show caught my eye, a lovely band of colour across the horizon from Howth Head to the Forty Foot, which you can just see on the far right.