With 2 named storms already bearing down on us there seemed to be something of a precursor to those events as we swung out of the hammock at 05:15 yesterday, to a stiff breeze and light rain. Without resorting to panic buying we brought foreward the Victualing and Bunkering by one day even though this would not make any difference to Diet or Driving and were underway by first light. The Local
My closest ney-bours in fact, looked worthy of a 'click' while what has become daily practice the
were once again feeding from the tennis court
EASYJET
a wander down south to find a lone and distant
performing a High Wire Act while further north at the Eco Works a rather interesting
which we cannot put a name to but drummed up the lyrics of The Lamia by Genesis:-
Inside, a long rose-water pool is shrouded by fine mist. Stepping in the moist silence, with a warm breeze he's gently kissed.
At the Irrigation Pond there followed 2 timely reminders that, "if you don't get out there, despite the weather, you won't see a lot" as met by the vocals of the first 'singing'
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