Cloudy, so in the first view of the sea it’s unclear where the sea stops and the sky starts. All a bluish grey. And behind us the mountains are invisible, disappeared in mist.
The calico cat has adopted us. And it’s not entirely cupboard love, though that is still of some importance, and probably a consideration in its announcing proprietary rights when other cats are inclined to venture in. Morning is meal time, but the cat is more than happy to join us sitting on the deck in the afternoon, especially when there are pools of sunlight warming the tiles. Left ear has been clipped, so she’s been spayed. A good thing as there are really too many cats of no fixed address though the climate is mild, people do feed them, and the ones around here don’t appear ill nourished. They probably help keep the rodents under control as well, as they famously do at ports.
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