The Edge of the Wold

By gladders

Reflecting

This was the best part of last night's sunset, it looked like the sky might flush with pink, but it wasn't to be.  It was beautiful as it was, the water quietened by the absence of wind, and reflecting the grey clouds that were clearing from the sky. 

Later today (Weds), we are heading south to see the Old Flyer who is keen to see Gus again.  I spent the morning catching up with a few work jobs, and still haven't done my packing.  But we don't need to take much.

I may struggle to blip these next few days.

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