We’ve had a few storms here over the last few weeks. Big arsed hairy Indian Ocean winter storms.
These are usually ok – the wind howls, the rain falls and then its gone. Except this time we had 2 of them back to back, the first with a sudden howling gale that knocked down fences and trees and damaged the roof and the second, a few days later, bringing 12 hours of violent wind and torrential rain. This, as you can imagine did not go well with the already damaged roof, and water came pouring in through one ceiling over of the windows in the back of the house. Bah!
Sometimes I can go for weeks, living my life, oblivious to the fact that I live only a stones throw from the Indian Ocean and the most beautiful beaches.
Nuts isn’t it.
Other times, if there is no breeze and the world is quiet, I can hear the waves crashing rhythmically onto the beach as I drift off to sleep.
Today, I popped out to get some wine for dinner and drove the long way back (I say long way, its like a 1 minute detour) via the beach as the sky was looking interesting and I hadn’t taken any photos for ages. I only had my iPhone, but thats ok, it was never about the actual photograph, more about just being there for a few minutes.
It was beautiful – warm, gentle breeze and the crashing of waves on the beach. Perfect.