Just before dawn and after a night of strong winds and heavy rain the skies are still looking troubled and turbulent. The giant cloud that's sliding away eastwards is boiling and writhing, the form changing every couple of seconds so somebody is for it. Surprisingly the moon is in blue sky just behind it, but for how long?
The weather man talks about more snow, or at least wintry showers tomorrow, but really all that means is yet more mud to plough through with the two terriers.
We could do with that cloud to come back and give the dogs a good hose down after the walk.