Milking parlour, Newby Head

The old milking parlour opposite our house has some interesting angles in its roof line. (It’s always been called a milking parlour, but the cow’s must have been pretty skinny to get through the door on the right!) The tree behind is leafless because it is dead. I should have left it out, I think. Then when the wind took the paper, I grabbed the pad and put a big green thumbprint in the sky. I thought about clothing the tree in leaves to hide this, but then I liked the sky, so decided not to.