this afternoon was perfectly overcast, the sort of day when the sky is just the right shade of grey-blue to set off the last of the really bright orange leaves and red berries clinging to the dark brown frames of the trees, slightly damp with last night's almost-freezing rain and braced for worse. against a blue sky this might be pretty, but against a grey sky this is beautiful.
(before you ask, no, I did not feel particularly symbolic yesterday, I do not know Picasso, and my guitar was light brown)
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