windy with a chance of sandblasting

Well, the sun’s out.
And so is the wind.
There’s only one person I know who’s thrilled we’ve the
South Easters howling again.
           But really, what's the point of fighting it if you're a Capetonian?
It's here to stay for the next, what...three months? And you can wipe that grin off your face brother mine!
So let's be positive. It's not called the Cape Doctor for nothing.
It's cleaning the city's air and blowing away all our cobwebs.
And um, it's good to get out there in the fresh saltiness
and have the wind whipping your cheeks. :-/

In case anyone's wondering I've made three beach walks so far.
Because as wonderful and bracing as it is to have fresh air whipping your face it's not terribly nice having half of the Strand beach in your eyes, up your nose and in your hair as well.

Dustin O'Halloran- Opus 23-
for Aunty Jill. RIP.


Val said...

I am off to bed with tears in my eyes ... such a lovely dedication. Oh wow!

Leila Anasazi said...

Your beautiful photograph is the perfect complement for my post today about learning lessons from red flags.

Thank you for allowing me to use it through Creative Commons licensing.

And I will be back to read more of your blog!