I am told that I spent a great amount of time as a child lying in my pram looking up at the sky. Funny how it’s one thing that continues to calm me. New places to live are judged by where a sofa can be positioned and I can get a great view of the sky. My last home in Scotland was just amazing view and I spent half my time there calmly gazing out of windows.
Now I can see the skies from my bed, with a clear roof on the bus but as we’re really nestled in the mountains we don’t often get to see sunsets. I really should get some blue wool but being Scottish born I love grey skies with racing clouds.