I didn’t speak to anyone today. That wasn’t in my plan. I did go out but I just didn’t engage.
I heard people speak – at the lookout, at the beach.
I can see people on the neighbours’ balcony – first time since the old man died and his son renovated. And they’re all talking to each other, drinking tea, looking relaxed.
And I have heard so many different birds. Some singing such beautiful songs. Others squawking and screeching – no other way to describe it! The prettiest little birds, rainbow coloured, have the shrillest voices! Just as suddenly as the symphony began, it ended. Now absolute silence outside. Inside the overhead fans are both spinning. Same make, same model, both on high – yet each with a sound of its own.
This morning’s early drizzle scared off by summer’s last fling. And because of the heat – the town area full of day trippers so, I didn’t hang around. Took some photos and stared out to sea from my spot in a line of local surfers. All gazing and deciding whether to get the board out.