It was one of those colourless days. The sky, the streets, the general surroundings… all was so muted, so drab, so blah. There are days like that.
Every time I go out for a walk, I have my camera (phone) in hand (OK, maybe in pocket!), just in case something, anything, catches my eye. Some days it just seems like same old, same old and nothing inspires me. On other days, like this particularly drab one, I have to look more closely. I start seeing the subtlety that is around me and it realize it holds its own kind of beauty, like this birch, which, upon first glance appears to be white and black but upon closer inspection, reveals a bit more.
I turn around and feel like I am in a black and white movie until I notice the palest of blue in the sky trying desperately to peek through the clouds and am surprised by the pop of the neon yellow school sign.
And of course, a walk cannot, NOT include some pics of my Zeke!
Have a most wonderful, hopefully more colourful, week, dear readers!