It’s been swimming weather, hot enough every day to go in, and the ocean not as frigid as most years. Today that’s impossible, as the waves are crashing into a big froth and the undertow is fierce. Backwards waves hit the ones coming in and make a huge splash.
There’s always writing, but sometimes I need a break. I discovered there’s a glue gun here, so I made seashell people. I’m still working on them.
I also made a fig tart with figs from the garden.
The festival of Our Lady of Lourdes is this week. We’ve already purchased raffle tickets, chicken dinners, and are awaiting the actual events.
As far as I can tell, this includes several evenings of saying the rosary, and sports competitions. There is both a serenata and a procession next week, so we’ll see what those are. In the spirit of something for everyone, on this coming Sunday there is a mass and a Miss Bikini contest. I love festivals.
The sun dropped below the clouds long enough to display a brilliant red orb that slid into the ocean. You may not always be able to swim in the ocean but there’s always something to look at.