When I woke up this morning, I could see the clouds rushing past through our bedroom skylight. I know its only been a few weeks since we moved in here but so far, I love it. I love waking up to the birds, the clouds, the sound of peace. I’d forgotten what it feels like to not have the ‘stuff’ hanging off me, weighing me down.
I’m having trouble with the taps though. Defeated by taps! Until I’ve mastered them I’m destined to drink warm Ribena.

Clouds caught in a tree

Our view

I must learn the names of the clouds…