View from the Balcony 21/11/09

An ever so faint breeze is coming in from the sea. A line of wafer thin pale clouds are stretched ever so taut along the horizon line. The sea has a touch of choppiness to it with small waves rushing in towards the shore to embrace the awaiting golden sands as though it is a meeting of long lost friends. The sun has now risen past the cloud line and is brightly illuminating the clear blue sky with an outpouring of radiant warmth. The Point is surfer free and the Esplanade is also bare of human traffic. The Hinterland has commenced discarding the covering of pale grey mist and is now begining to expose itself to the arriving light of day. Peaceful.