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Thank You Booger, Lady Jane, Mo and Davevols.
I appreciate your comments. Sometimes I feel like I’m just amusing myself (which I am, and that’s OK!) but it makes me happy to hear that I’m amusing others at the same time.
Wow, what a difference a day makes!
Today would not be a good day to be on the beach. Even in Jamaica the weather sometimes turns cold.
A cold – yes, I said cold - wind is blasting in from the north bringing with it low clouds and rain. The surface of Long Bay is frothy with waves and there is a broad swath of white foam breaking along the beach. ‘The sea is angry today my friends.’
I stood out on the wall, buffeted by strong gusts, and watched a squall bully its way across the bay. Booby Cay and the green hills beyond the Great Morass disappeared in the mist. The trees in the yard whipped around energetically in the gale. Drops of rain, propelled by the wind, peppered hard against my bare arms stinging my skin. I actually felt chilled. It was glorious.
Closer, along the shore in front of Sunshine Plaza, a couple of dozen Frigate birds cavorted the changing air currents. They were loving it; floating effortlessly with their long swept-back wings held rigid. Darting from side to side, climbing and diving and cruising with the gusts. I’m sure they are doing the bird equivalent of laughing out loud and grinning. They are a joy to watch. I envy the absolute freedom that their graceful movements embody.
When it started to rain hard I reluctantly went back into the house.
Apparently, this weather is predicted to last for the next few days.
I think I’ll close the windows, put on some socks and a couple of t-shirts, brew a hot tea and put in some quality time with my Kindle.
