Updated: Mar 12, 2020
I sat in amongst the rain showers today for my not-so-long-sit. I watched the clouds hurry across a patchwork of blue and grey. The rooks complained like broken alarm clocks, the green woodpecker laughed at the stacatto call of the blackbird and somewhere in the woods behind me a chiff chaff, chiff chaffed at the rain. In the village smoke rose from the chimneys and the sound of industry echoed up from the valley to complete the symphony of daily sounds.