The power of blue

I guess it was the succession of GREY DAYS that made me stop during my noon walk yesterday, look up at the sky, and marvel at the DEEPEST BLUE I could ever remember seeing.
That's how much I'm looking forward to SPRING, which should arrive one of these days, since we are at March.
My walk and the glance at the heavens was a good respite for me: In a seven-day span at work I have deadlines coming due for the five most stressful experiences a TELEGRAPH HERALD reporter faces, including a PERFORMANCE APPRAISAL.
The latter was yesterday and went fine. No doubt aided by my exposure to the deep blue expanse.
Did I mention the weather forecast predicts a return to grey skies the remainder of the week? Ah well...