The sea has been silky smooth, with a heavy shore break sent up from the south, and the cul de sacs (or culs de sac) along the bay have been parked in by surfers who have no fear of either the cold water or strong seas. We've had a few spectacular sunsets, although these reach a peak in May, when just the right kind of cloud formations occur. This is when keen photographers become like the storm chasers of the American mid-West who chase tornadoes. Cars buzz up and down the sea front and up the mountain road above the lighthouse, to capture that perfect shot of sea, sky and cloud. It is sometimes quite breathtaking that nature can produce such awe-inspiring colours out of literally thin air. And one can never tire of a sunset. Like watching the waves rolling in, it soothes the soul.
Sometimes I need a lot of soul-soothing and sitting on the rocks watching the constant motion of the waves, unstoppable and the most powerful force of nature, I understand why it is that I live in this place.
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