Oh, yes. The sun came up again this morning. It always reassures me so when that happens. We actually had a rumour here a few weeks ago that the sun would not shine for thirty-six hours. It made the newspapers, so I hear. I don’t know, since I don’t read the newspapers – too depressing. Eunie tells me what I need to know. If anybody has firm information about this rumour (hmm . . . is that possible?), please let me know.
Anyway, the sun did come up this morning and it looked like this:
Not too shabby, eh?
For me, a rousing good sunrise is like a kick in the seat of the pants. It gets me moving.
When I turned around to walk back from the boat where I do the sunrise shots, I saw this:
The shadows on either side are coconut trees.
How often does one actually notice one’s shadow? I must admit that I rather take it for granted. Even on a sunny day, I hardly acknowledge its presence.
I took a couple of shots that didn’t do much for me. Then I stuck my arm out and waved. That was much better. Sheba thought so also – she came to investigate the moving shadow on the ground. I think that she thought it might be a pigeon at first. She loves to chase them. There are a dozen or so pigeons that roost on a house a short distance away. They strut around in our yard in the morning sun. Sheba loves to run as fast as she can at them while being as silent as possible. At the last moment, she barks and runs around snapping at them as they lift off.
I don’t think she’s ever caught one. I hope she doesn’t. It would spoil the fun.
On inspecting my banana trees, I discovered this big fly with red eyes. It’s what we would call a horse-fly if we were in Indiana – which I am forever grateful that I’m not. They bite like crazy. You’ll end up bleeding if you don’t swat quickly.
This one was happy to bask in the warm morning sunshine while posing:
All seems well.
Εάν η σκιά σας μιλά σε σας, μην ακούστε.