A glittering bowl of ocean

I went down to Lorne over easter with Meg and Nick. I read two and a half books and welcomed mum's pampering. The moon rose out of the ocean each night, glowing an eerie yellow and through the telescope it was trembling as if surrounded by great heat. We walked around to the pier one day and I took this photo of the bay. Nick, being allergic to the sun, had to wrap my cardy around his head in an attempt to ward of the nasty vitamen D. People looked at us strangely and it made me laugh. I love it how he uses his weirdness to conduct his own little private social experiments - although sometimes I get embarrased, but that's just me. He looked like a big, tall monster with a bandaged head. The bay was a vast, glittering bowl of ocean.