It's another glittering day in Kommetjie; sparkling sea sliced by the smooth sailing of ships across the surface, barely a bow wave in sight. No sound from the tumbling breakers as the breeze is slightly offshore, but the sky is filled with sounds - the incessant droning of a small aircraft putting in some airtime overhead, a pass by the Dakota appearing low overhead without warning, a gyrocopter taking a trip along the coastlne, barely 10m above sea level. What an awesome day for such activities!
A jackal buzzard disturbs the pigeons, flying close by but without any serious intent - perhaps just enjoying a wheel in the thermals. Flocks of small birds flit about, gathering in the last of the berries and grass seeds as they prepare for the cooler months ahead.
A bank of puffy clouds, encouragingly grey in places, pretends to be bringing some relief from the dry conditions, but we aren't holding our breath. The shadows are welcome and the sunset is sure to be glorious.
Our menagerie is taking it very easy, with little activity in the day and a lot of sleeping going on. I feel a snooze coming on myself.
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