Yesterday's rain (38mm here in Kommetjie) has washed earth and sky clean. Here in the garden before dawn, the ground is sodden, the plants and trees drinking it up as fast as their roots can, and frogs are chorusing in the undergrowth and now full pond. Although still dark, the robin is chattering melodiously, sea birds are calling from the shore beyond the line of milkwoods and the irrepressible sunbirds are a-twitter in the treetops.
The stars are sparkling in a velvet sky, the half moon lighting a path across the sea. Orion, lies against the eastern sky as it begins its march across the summer skies, letting us know that yesterday's stormy weather will be one of the last signs of winter.
No breeze stirs the leaves, and only the crashing of a wave indicates that we live on the edge of the mighty Atlantic Ocean here on this fairest cape in all the circumference of the world.
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