Watching clouds form and shift over the peaks of mountains is mesmerising and enchanting.

It’s things like this - along with myriad other amazing happenings of course - which remind me why beauty is worth fighting for.

Fuck fascism and fuck those who buy into it for whatever dishwater-grey reasons they see fit to hide behind. Be kind, be nice, and be accepting. Or be ready to get challenged/slapped/Shauned. I’m too old to nod along with that old bollocks another time around.