At the risk of boring everyone, I must once again go on about this magnificent place I live in, Kommetjie. It doesn't seem right to keep it all to myself.
The sun is giving off just the right amount of heat and the breeze is keeping us at an ambient autumn temperature. A huge moon has slipped below the horizon into the sea and a small, white-sailed yacht is cruising by just behind the island. The Arctic terns have gone north, but Sacred Ibis still poke among the seaweed for sea lice and a ragged line of White-breasted Cormorants is passing along the shoreline.
The midday sun glitters on the glassy sea, where a shore break foams white and the only sound is the crashing of the lip of the wave as it curls in on itself. A pair of black labradors bound over the rocks, sniffing at all the exciting things to be found there, as dogs do.
All over Kommetjie, the aloes are coming into bloom, putting on the kind of show that makes you want to plant a garden full of aloes. Every verge abounds with aloes of every variety, providing nectar for the double-collared sunbirds whose twittering is impossibly cheerful.
A week of wintry weather provided respite from the lengthy drought we are experiencing, but we are happy to have our sunny autumn days back for a while!
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