the sky in winter is a canvas, the wind, clouds, sun, rain, and snow all have a brush and their own colors. and they all paint the sky in turn during the course of they day. each time one looks, one sees a different image, a different mood, the work of a different element. the ever changing patterns of the winter sky
"When the sky is all streaky/ it'll rain for a week-y"
~~Maurice Moulterd
and it did
