About midnight…

…a rustling in the trees and then the sound of surf, building to the roar of waves breaking on rocks. Bay has been a maelstrom ever since. Cool, with a little rain, which feels good after all the heat.
No thought of swimming, however, since our swim cushion raft dragged it’s heavy anchor all the way to the Pinebox beach.
Mimi is baking brownies to warm the house.