Yes, it is upon us, the season of the witch as the old Donovan song plays through my head continually. I do believe this is the best season of all, as summer turns to autumn and all things begin to show their true colours before they die off and hibernate.
This woman on the beach, a hot sunny day, but yes, gusts of wind still on the cool-ish side. She struck me as odd, many layers of clothing, shielding herself from the sun. This is more and more frequent, umbrella's on a sunny day as the strong sun tries to make us all become raisins.
Today is my dad's birthday. Happy birthday Dad!
This woman on the beach, a hot sunny day, but yes, gusts of wind still on the cool-ish side. She struck me as odd, many layers of clothing, shielding herself from the sun. This is more and more frequent, umbrella's on a sunny day as the strong sun tries to make us all become raisins.
Today is my dad's birthday. Happy birthday Dad!