There was something wonderfully monochrome about today. This photo would be quite different if the sun had been shining. The azure blue sky, peaking through the burnt umber twiggery, would skilfully highlight the ballerina pink blooms of the winter flowering cherry. But it wasn’t sunny. It was dull and dreary. Therefore we have a pale grey sky, darker grey branches and off-white flowers, with perhaps a cheeky hint of germolene in places. Not worse, just different.