Saturday, March 12, 2005

There was a most excellent power cut last night: it was just growing dark. I'm a dab hand with the hubbly bubbly now, and was able to disassemble, clean, reassemble and fill it in the quick twilight we have here. Then I sat looking out over the sea: NNW, home. Earlier in the evening I'd seen a large bird, a crane perhaps, flying in that direction. The moon was only a short way over the horizon: a slim crescent, like a tiny-bit lopsided, welcoming grin. Venus was there, too, just a few degrees away. I puffed on the hubbly bubbly (apple flavour) and luxuriated in the view.