Gina was out and about on the boardwalk this morning at around 0800, the wood was still wet with dew although the air, she tells me, was warm and getting hotter. I was at work – someone has to do it I suppose but I do miss those cool morning strolls.
She ran across a couple of old friends watching the world pass from the shade and sent me a couple of photographs.
The orange and white moggo was either left or born to one of the hotels early last winter as a kitten with two siblings, and they thrived. This should be their first summer.
The black and white turned up not so long ago and still looks a bit nervous.
Gina did well to get out and about but I have to admit, where the summer is concerned, I’m more inclined to follow the example of our own Ginge and just wait for all the fuss to pass and the pedaloes, jet-skis and muzak to pack up and push off.
