Rough Sailing

The wind has blown very hard these past 24 hours.

Last night, I kept being woken by the sound of my patio furniture being blown across the terrace outside my bedroom window.

And this afternoon, when Duke and I went to Playa Paraíso for a better-than-yesterday walk, the waves were crashing on to the beach as though they really meant it.

It must have been rough sailing for the brave crew of that little yacht.

It's calmer now, but more is expected before the weather eases up for the weekend.