When you have strong sunlight most days of the year, an overcast day can feel quite gentle. Somehow quieter even though nothing else has changed.
It certainly draws me outdoors, and makes me dream of English Roses and botanical gardens. We have one single bloom for cheer from our own small collection of shrubs.
There is even the promise of a soft drop or two. The welcome suggestion of rain at the very least. Until it does, I'll keep busy putting together a mental souvenir. My picture postcards of the last days of another lovely summer passing by. . . .
I hope there's something soft and gentle in your day too!