Sometimes, after days and days on end of constantly grey, overcast weather, one begins to forget that the sky could be any other colour. The dullness is so uniform that it does not appear to be cloudy, it is as though the sky is actually just grey. But when the sun does come out, it rewards us for our patience. The pure deep blue of the sky on a clear morning is unlike any other colour I have ever seen before. In a way, I think it is even more spectacular than any blue sky I have experienced back home- and being from Australia, Queensland, Brisbane, this is not something I say lightly. Maybe I will eventually become complacent with my weekday morning walk to the tram stop, looking through the bicycles and bare branches into a beautiful blue sky- but then again, maybe not.
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| On the way to the morning commute |
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| View from our front window- no photoshop required |
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