There’s a book or a film or something (The Ranger’s Apprentice books?) where a major re-occuring plot point is that whenever a character needs to hide, etc, they know to hide up something, because no one ever looks up.
But if you don’t look up, you miss half the picture. Not only outside, but think in great cathedrals, castles, the National Gallery in Trafalgar Sqaure….I could go on and on.
Today at lunchtime, wandering through the park, the sunny winter sky looked lovely up through the trees, much nicer than the eye-level scene of wet piles of leaves and patches of mud in the grass.
Taken on my iPhone, no filters, no editing.