Green and wet

It’s a bit of a dreary day here in Victoria. A light rain is falling, and the overcast sky feels like being tucked into a blanket. I’m fighting urges to nap with cups of tea. It’s peaceful, in a way, like a deep breath after holding it in.

This time of year, I miss the riot of colour summer brings, with flowers everywhere and colourful fruit. But in summer, I’ll miss the saturated greenness of winter. So many shades and shapes, all coated in rain drops.