And then skies darkened further, and a fresh storm began just offshore from St Margaret's. A strike even lead to a power cut at one point.


Winds picked, blew clouds over, turning the day from warm and humid to being much cooler.
Any plans for orchid chasing in the evening was shelved, and instead I spent my time preparing dinner: herb crusted lamb, Moroccan spiced rive and creamed spinach.
And wine.
A day in which a lot, and nothing, happened.
So it goes, so it goes.
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