We are socked in here with steady soaking rain all night and into the day. When I look out there doesn't seem to be any difference between the water the and the sky. I did do a quick rubbish run along the beach yesterday. I was expecting quite a haul but there were no obvious piles where the boats had pulled up a few days back. I mostly got small items like cigarette butts. One other significant small item was the bright pink tip of a balloon, water balloon that is. Asher was dropping water bombs some weeks ago in our front yard and one of them I found on the grass at least 400 metres away. Our strawberries are flying and can be measured in punnets now.
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