Wild winds of change
by Christine Smith from on (#MT6A)
Berneray, Outer Hebrides It's impossible to form one overall impression of the day, only a succession of fleeting images
The wind is warm but wild, speeding the low-lying piles of fluffy white cloud across the sky while leaving those higher above relatively unmoving. Patches of blue appear in the newly formed cloud gaps only to disappear almost immediately, causing the landscape one minute to be bathed in sunshine, the next clothed in shadow.
It's impossible to form one overall impression of the day, only a succession of fleeting images the intensity of whose colours constantly alters in response to the changing light. And any attempt to record them except in the human memory proves futile.
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