What a difference a day makes

We woke today to hear the wind blowing and realised that today we would not be working in the garden.
After we delivered some chocolate eggs to our daughters home we came back along the seafront and saw how rough it was between Guernsey and Herm. Herm isn't to be seen but is somewhere out there in the gloom. We took this photo from the Marina wall, the sound of the wind battering the halyards against the masts of the yachts behind us, was deafening. We didn't stay any longer than the camera shutter speed, then made for home.