Saharan dust at its finest in the late morning. (See earlier photo from same corner of the terrace for comparison). Bit reminiscent of Canadian forest fire smoke making its way across several provinces. Does have fine particulate matter but fortunately not the acrid smoky smell. Can no longer see the sea in the morning from our flat. Not cold, but windy.
Happily, the dust clears. Warm enough - about 17 - as we walk down to the Blue Song but we wear our windbreakers because it’s still crazy windy.
Power goes off shortly after we get home. Seems unkind to be pleased to note that the other flats in the building are in darkness as well and the streetlight outside has gone out, but it means that we have no electrical problem to deal with. It’s weather related and the municipality will see to it. As it does in an hour or so. All well.
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