Funny how the brain tries to make sense of random things. I was gazing out of the kitchen window and watching the clouds:
One particular formation immediately made me think of a dog lolloping along with its floppy ears bouncing and its bushy tail blowing in the wind.
By the time I got round to photographing it the shape was already breaking up.
This morning while I was processing the files I could see the dog but this time it has a cat riding on its back.
The above should give an insight of my peculiar imaginative processes. Oh dear. Does that mean I need a larger or smaller allowance of vino?
The down side.
9 hours ago