photo: Tahuna. Usually, I go to the beach when the sun is out, but sometimes the weather changes between leaving home and getting to the beach. That’s what happened this morning, when a mist greeted me. Really nice for the photo though.
outside temperature: 12.6
water temperature: 11.4
sun: very shy
sand: doesn’t stick to feet
wind: none
happiness: a bit chilly
Photo: Wainui Bay, slightly sad electricity poles that seem abandoned (you have to look close to see them)
Yet I imagined myself living there, for a few minutes, with these poles like a cemetery of our civilization, and a few dilapidated huts. It must be said that the silence was of exceptional quality.
*the title of this column is inspired by Emily Dickinson:
« The simple news that nature told »
