Along the Rocket Rd and down to Sandy Bay

It was hot today. Just right for an early morning walk in my beloved Hout Bay followed by a skinny dip in the cool ocean.

At the beginning of the Rocket Rd lies a sea of sand, glittering in the morning sun.

The morning sun plays light and shadow with the grass.

Ripe and blown up, some plant shows its fruit like a lantern of Summer.

It is a time of seeds.

Grass swaying like a field of grain in the morning breeze. Ready to be harvested by the wind.

Others are caressing my legs as I walk past.

Last flowers are bathing in hot air and sun.

A rusted piece of a stranded ship between the rocks is slowly transformed to were it came from. The actions of men are reversed. Nature takes it back in its own time.

I meet two raven watching me, flying ahead and looking at me as I pass by.

I meet a lizzard ready for a jump.

In the bushes hides a horned monster.

I am longing for my beloved beach, backing in the sun. As I continue, I pack my camera away not to upset the people on this nudist beach.

It is hot today.

Summer is here.

Summer, the time for fruit and ripeness.