"The sun'll come out tomorrow, bet your bottom dollar that tomorrow..."

We're currently enjoying a very unseasonal patch of good weather in Honkers (I'm sure you will have committed to memory the fact that I mentioned September is known for its participation in typhoon season back in a blog entry of June) and it made my swimming session yesterday even more pleasant than usual.

In fact, I was expecting something of a struggle to complete my 22 lengths (of what I'm certain is at least an Olympic-sized pool; no, seriously, it really is rather large), but splashing away in the sunshine, especially when 14 of those were in a completely empty pool, meant I was done in a jiffy. (What exactly is a 'jiffy'?? You know I'm going to have to find out...)

Now don't worry, this isn't going to be an excessively loquacious episode where I regale you with the merits of sunlight to our health, the above was just a little anecdote I thought you'd enjoy before I hit you with some photos. I've become a bit overly fascinated with the weather while we've been here, probably because it's so extreme, but I haven't so far been able to include any of the associated photos because they weren't as relevant as I like my accompanying pictures to be.

So that they don't end up forever in my 'Miscellaneous' folder, and thus not fulfill their photographic destiny, I thought I'd just whack them in here. Enjoy!

Hmm...what do you think those portentous skies are trying to tell us? Well, at least they give you some sort of warning; they're nothing if not courteous.

And then it's either rain so heavy you can't see through it...



...or a typhoon. Which also includes the invisibility cloak of rain...



...plus strong winds - pay careful attention to the tree a little to the left of the centre of the picture



Tim-berrrrr!



Then sometimes, to make up for the flash flooding, you get a teeny bit of weak sunshine.



And if he's feeling brave, he puts his hat on and everyone says "hooray!"



The little beaches in the middle distance taunt me every day there's a bit of sun; there's never anyone on them - clearly they are mine for the taking. Now where can I procure a small boat?



And what follows a sunny day? Glorious sunsets. To be facing west is most definitely best.
(My name is Sarah and I've been a sunset-aholic for about 11 months now.)





Couldn't not show you the spectacular bunch of flowers Pies got me for our two-year anniversary.

PS jiffy: a very short time; moment: to get dressed in a jiffy. The word is believed to have originally been thieves' cant for lightning. Annoyingly, it's also a specific measure of time in computing, but that's a bit boring, so we won't dwell on it.
PPS apologies for how long the photos have made this post; I did have quite a few of them side by side, but clearly the width of the published blog can't cope with that and has had to put them one underneath the other. Lame.