fool for you

Wow. Those winds are so strong today that while driving along the harbor, waves crashed over my windshield. I saw the waves on Lyall bay and had to drive down to the beach for a closer look. When I parked, my car was rocking from the gusts. I got out and ran to the beach, positioning myself between a couple buildings, but not soon enough to avoid having high speed sand pelted into my ears and teeth and eyes and hair.

I watched a kite surfer fly up onto a wave and then do what possibly was an accidental 360 somersault which left him crashed momentarily in the agitated sea. Exciting. But cold. It feels like something near freezing with all the wind, so I didn't stay long to watch and ran back for my car, exhilarated. Wellington is like my abusive husband, cruel and merciless, but shining like no other on good days. So I stay. Today, he is in the mood for spanking. And we all know how that can be ;)

Last night I dreamt of ChaSka. She swam underwater like a fish, diving about effortlessly. I also discovered that upon returning home, there had been an upswing in poultry fertility and I had a hundred or so young chickens and ducks of various ages. There were also puppies. I was quite happy with the abundance and spent some time working out how to sort through the keepers and those who would be sold for profit.

If only this meant that something I left unattended was about to bring me serious rewards and the most pressing thing to be done was sorting through the abundance.

What would the cosmic clowns do with their gifts if they weren't so torn between the need to be approved of and their need to defy the need for approval?