In my Edingburgh lower ground and basement flat I can’t see the sun come up easily without getting dressed and walking down the street.This morning I woke up in in the French house , the birds were singing very loudly and there was a dog barking. I decided to get up and record the sunrise. It was like waiting for a boiling kettle …. I hadn’t realised how many changes the sky could go through. I said to myself , “red sky in the morning” ….. And now it is pouring with rain. The sky is still pretty in its pink glow.
The rain is coming in
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