Thursday
Dear Elsie
Today was the day that we were planning on going to the beach. The day looked beautiful and still, but we noticed a huge bank of cloud moving slowly in from the entrance to False Bay. Eventually, it reached Muizenberg….
Then St James and Kalk Bay….
And round to Clovelly…
It came closer…
And closer…
Eventually the sky disappeared…
And we were in the cloud…
It stayed like that for a few hours and then suddenly lifted and all was clear, but the wind swept around to come from the north. I had put washing out. The wind picked up and was blowing strongly from the north. Eventually there was a massive gust of wind followed by a crash bank wallop! The clothes horse got ripped off its bracket and was blown across the balcony. The heavy wooden balcony chairs got blown over and shirts hanging on the back of them nearly went over the edge. Then as fast as it arrived, it died right down & perfect weather returned. The clothes horse, now strangely bent, was still usable. I put it out again and the washing dried. But it was a crazy weather day. Tomorrow rain is forecast. The Swellendam family arrive and we have guests arriving in the cottage.
Other news is our American guests in the Seaview Apartment went out and while out, the lady unfortunately sprained her ankle. I’m glad that our stairs were not at fault, but now it’s doubtful she will be able to make her way up the stairs. She’s going to stay at her daughter’s house and her daughter and son-in-law will stay here. That’s a clever ploy.
David’s medication came today, so this will be his main supplements in the week ahead. We’ll see if they work.
He definitely seems better today. He went out to Heidi for some reflexology and then stopped at the barber on the way home and had a hair cut. He took 10 minutes to get up all the stairs to our unit and going that slow helped him be less exhausted on arrival. Now we are all watching a Poirot & eating popcorn.
Oh! And one more thing, Elsie darling, I got a wonderful, Elsie friendly stash today!
Easter! Praise the Lord.
Psalm 91:3-4
Surely He will save you from the fowler’s snare and from the deadly pestilence. He will cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you will find refuge; His faithfulness will be your shield and rampart.
It’s not about now – we are only passing through.
Keep the smile going.
God bless you.
In His Grip,
Gran xx 🙂