Hang loose

After a chilly start, crossing a misty Nile on the public ferry. An abundance of people snuggling into their scarves, pulling up collars on jackets and purposely sitting in the sunny seat; the afternoon sun became warm and felt so good on our skin....Strange, as for 9 months of the year, we try to avoid the sun and it's heat, heading for the 'Shadow' at all times!

Dear old Blanche, who can only see shadows as her eyesight is so poor, is letting it all 'Hang Loose' in that glorious winter sun. It's great for those bones!

ACE