Glimpses of colour

A day of squalls with some periods of sunshine, which had the danger of lulling one into a false sense of optimism. We had hoped to have a second walk this afternoon but thought better of it as the wind lashed rain across the valley and against the house. Days are beginning to feel repetitive as  I processed more images and practiced melodic minor scales and changes. Also had long telephone chats with Jon and Sam. We seem resigned to not being able to see each other anytime soon and possibly not until next year.