What time do you call this?
Cat count: 2. (Ish was waiting on the doorstep.) they miss their humans, and are unimpressed by tardiness of minion. Moon still thinks I need a nose-job.
2009-08-06
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Beach!
A little beach haiku I twittered earlier:
In fact the forecast thunder&rain didn't arrive in Cambridge til I got back: but instead of another day of oppressive heat, I spent the afternoon cooled by a sea breeze (and triple immersion in said sea), scorched by sun blazing from a clear sky, and generally better for getting away from communication / chores / mundanities and back to basics (picnic lunch with GIN, new Katherine Neville novel, swimming against the tide, watching clouds).
Thirty-one degrees
high tide, sunshine, G&T
home forecast: thunder.
In fact the forecast thunder&rain didn't arrive in Cambridge til I got back: but instead of another day of oppressive heat, I spent the afternoon cooled by a sea breeze (and triple immersion in said sea), scorched by sun blazing from a clear sky, and generally better for getting away from communication / chores / mundanities and back to basics (picnic lunch with GIN, new Katherine Neville novel, swimming against the tide, watching clouds).