On April mornings and riding into the blue

The view of the sky through the train station windows was of a grey, storm-laden morning.


Looking out of the open end of the station was a completely different matter – blue sky and fluffy white clouds…


Luckily, the train was going to take me out of the station and into the blue* 🙂

Makes sense really;
if something can come out of the blue, then there has to be a way to get into the blue…

* not the Blues

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