Sunday 1 March 2015

A Sunny Lark



It was as I was raking through the dust at the back of the sofa for enough lost coins for some breakfast bread  I realised something was different.  It took me a while to comprehend that the colour (note correct spelling) on the floor was yellow.  Yellow indeed because the sun was shining through the grimy window! I was so shocked after days of gray cloud that I rushed outside at once! I rushed straight back in and put some clothes on and then walked up to the shops in the sunshine. Of course the wind chill made it cold but the sky was blue, daffodils were showing yellow heads and discarded beer cans in the park reflected the sunshine.  
Nothing else happened mind you so here's a Lark ascending.




5 comments:

the fly in the web said...

A good job you rushed back in to clothe yourself...those crows might still be hanging around.

Kay G. said...

Nothing like sunshine to make you feel better, that and good music.

Lee said...

I did note the correct spelling of "colour"; but shortly after doing so I noted the incorrect spelling of "grey"...and now I'm in a grey mood!

No, I'm not! I'm just kidding! I'm in a sunny mood - a mood of a bright colour like yellow, perhaps; definitely not blue nor fifty shades of grey!

Mike Smith said...

Can't believe you would rush anywhere, Mr H...

Adullamite said...

Fly, Hmmm

Kay, You are a music lover!

Lee, My spelling is correct cobber!

Mike, er, em, yeah...