The wind came off the sea. Or it came down from the mountain. Or it blew it from the desert. Maybe it was raining. That would be a treat. But no, the sun was shining, the shade was chilly, and the wind was bitter. Wherever she stood it was a drastically different temperature. Even in lieu of the building, hiding from the zephyrs there was little comfort.
Hope had chosen this particular jacket for all those reasons. Plus it looked damn good on her. Maybe a bit big, but she liked that and made it her thing. The trench coat was perfect for the constantly shifting weather of the coast. It wasn’t too heavy and easily opened to be more a cape.
Which is really why Hope liked it. Going for a stroll made her all regal as her coat billowed about her. And people noticed, in the best way. It also made people give her a wide berth when she was walking, which was always welcome.
But today’s slashing rain meant she had to keep the jacket closed. And with it the world became a tighter place. Everyone huddle together as they moved towards their destinations, trying to stay dry, or at least a little less wind-blown and wet.
Today’s art is courtesy of Daniel Clarke from Cape Town, South Africa.