It's been extremely windy for the beach cities here today. The tree tops below us are tossing their heads like debutantes. Scornful debutantes.
We had to go to the supermarket so decided to take a detour to see how the ocean was faring. Angrily! Huge gouts of white foam tore over the top of the breakwater wall (which is probably 15 ft. high. White surf beat high up onto the beaches. No boats, no swimmers, no surfboards; only people safely parked in cars to admire Savage Nature.
The "moutons" were running like a stampede. "Moutons" or "sheep" is what the French call white caps.
The palm trees along Catalina had shed all of their old, brown leaves all over the street. City llandscapers are going to have a fine job tomorrow when the wind quits. Or if it quits.
But I must say, it's a CLEAR day!
Sunday, March 18, 2012
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