26. April 2004
This morning I woke up to the sound of
waves. Well I thought it was waves. It was wind, strong wind, in currents.
went to the ocean again, to hear the waves together with the wind. On the way,
a rose coloured cloud behind the silhouette of a palm tree.
Then the sea, dark water under pastel skies. There was no one else, just me -
and some doves. They were sailing in the wind, or rather: rising in it like in
an elevator, then speeding down from above like little jets. Not to chase fish..
just for play. Like surfers that are riding the waves, while the rest of the world
is trying to stay warm and dry. That was beautiful. And some traces of rain this
morning, drops on the ground, not dried yet.
the forecast is right, the weather will move on during the day, and there will
be another high coming from the Atlantic.
love this, this change of skies, the wind, the waves, the rain. It is all so sensual
Even from inside
you can see so much of outside. The bungalows have huge windows, glass doors.
Shortly after I got back from the beach this morning, the sky started to glow
in yellow, and the sun rose a second time, above the roofs of the bungalows, behind
the leaves of a palm trees.
more sunrises. Then we will leave. It is good.
Part 9: Wheel