The day dawned sunny and surprisingly warm, considering the 'big storm' with accompanying snow was but a few days ago. We no longer leap out of bed at 6 every day on weekends, a sign of advancing age - at last! - and get up at a civilised hour when breakfast calls. We even waited for the daisies to open before taking the dogs down to the lighthouse. How times change!
The major portion of the day was taken up lolling in a garden chair beside the braai, chatting to an old friend and watching wisps of cloud form overhead and dissolve into the blue again before regrouping in a new shape. It seemed that the clouds couldn't quite decide whether to put in an appearance or not. As evening drew closer, they decided to form a large sheet that effectively blocked out the sun, just as we took the dogs down to the crayfish factory at Witsands. The air took on a distinctly chilly note and we only stayed for ten minutes, but it was nice to be down by the sea on a beach scoured clean of all kelp and debris by the strong tides and remember the time that the sea washed straight through the house adjoining the little factory on the island. There was a hurricane at the time and the waves just broke through the front windows and out the back ones! Things were never quite the same again!
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