Clouds and rain were coming and going, and the cloud-softened headland looked like a breaking wave,

the actual water from Island Bay across to Baring Head was calm and subtly patterned by the currents.
Later the clouds over Baring Head and the Orongorongos were more defined, a misty shower evident.

I find that even when weather is "bad" (meaning not as warm and sunny as we light-responsive humans would like it to be) it can also be beautiful. And it is life-enhancing, unlike a lot of human behaviour (especially current political behaviour.) To me this grey-blue atmosphere was soothing, not a cause to be down in the dumps.