Yesterday was one grey day here, not windy or cold, just a grey and rainy day in july.
On my way to work, I stopped by a some kind of book deposit we have here in my town, there are several shelves through out the streets where people get rid of their old books.
It's a sort of bookcrossing but if you want you can keep the books for yourself or bring them back again so that they can do anouther ride to someone else's home.
Yesterday was the first time I found poetry there, I was so so happy. Poetry published by a woman in the 80's about life, love and details.
On my way home I found this little white and yellow feather.
Just what I needed on a grey light day.
oh what a lovely find! Things like this make my day :)
sounds like a perfect grey day!