The following was inspired by yet another brunch experience where I found that my honey will not remain on the slice of bread, but insists on zooming to the edges and taking a dive onto plate, fingers, clothes, and anywhere else the force of gravity allows.
It’s funny
When sunny
How runny
Is honey
When you spread
Some on bread
It will head
Off instead
Strange to me
One won’t see
It run free
From the bee?
Beachcomber’s Diary.
This morning, a berg wind was wafting lightly and warmly before it died, and so young R took the day off from playschool and she and I and ecstatic (and terribly vocal) pooches spent the morning on the beach. We swam amongst the fish in rock pools, I swam in the waves, she played in the sand, and we studied sundry crabs and a bullia which refused to come out to show her the ‘spade’ body.
There were virtually no shells, but dogged persistence had me locating this colourful one, shown with the finds of the previous expedition.
This afternoon, the Cape kindly sent us a lovely westerly buster which blew everything everywhichway as it brought in the cold front. Very soon, it seemed to be a good idea to don some clothing again – and then, a bit more.
Although, it is currently not too chilly as the wind has gone down again.
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It sounds wonderful and I am very jealous! It is really very cold in Cape Town!
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It has been positively hot today, but with the coming of the expected gale I expect that will change fast!
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Really nice to be living next door to the surf? Wind can be a bit scary some times i think, especially with no trees in the way brake there speed. Not a big fan of honey but like it when it is sunny.
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It is handy having surf handy!
Honey is one of my fave things.
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I do not like honey.
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Ja bad honey when it’s sunny! Have you ever tried to microwave the bottle to get the last dregs out – then it pops? Not good if you have to clean it up yourself 🙂
What do you do with all the shells?
Great, another cold front hitting our shores today – guess that means you’re next?
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That is an experience I have not had, and will take your word for.
They … accumulate. In bottles and all over the place.
Fronts still fronting.
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Clever man! Let other stupid people get blasted by micowaved honey instead!
Bottles full? Are you trying to corner the market?
LOL – here it’s raining again…
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Enjoy it while you can…if our cold is on the way up you are in for a torrid time!
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Nearly a week later, and we are having anudder chill blast.
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Us too tonight.
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Young R is so lucky to have a Grandad who encourages her to bunk school and go swimming and shell hunting on the beach instead. 🙂
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i suppose I’d better not do it when she gets into more serious school. Then again, maybe I will! 🙂
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Oh to be able to swim in the sea without the prospect of hypothermia!
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The pool is what gives a chill at the moment – the sea always stays warmish. I remember sailing in a dinghy in the ‘frostbite season’ when it was quite a relief to capsize so as to spend a little time in the warmer-than-air water!
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😀
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And backatsha!
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And we will be sending more cold weather from the Cape!!
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You keep sending us batches of the stuff. Keep it there, please!
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Please send us some of your weather! It’s 43 C here in Arkansas. What is a ‘westerly buster?’ Sounds something like our ‘Canadian Expresses,’ or ‘noreasters’.
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Phew – that is HOT! As long as it doesn’t have too much of a humidity factor to go with it – that is what makes our February months so unpleasant with lesser temperatures than that.
Yes, our storm wind comes from the west, and sometimes it comes with an extra boost up front we call a buster. I’ve been in a racing fleet of yachts all demolished by one. They simply went over like ninepins.
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Wow! What kind of boats to you race? What a helpless feeling — you can’t get the sails down fast enough …
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Flying Fifteen. Yes, you watch the others topple over and then vanish in the squall, and you try and prepare to luff up when it hits you.
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