My twilight hour once more begins on the terrace, i am wrapped in a shawl to protect me from the wind. I was attempting to find some form of christmas spirit so I built a nativity scene to place in the garden with candles lights around and palm trees. It looked lovely but the place where it stood is now empty.
Four days of unexpected high winds and rain, blew it all away. Having retrieved most of it, it lays on the terrace floor in a state of disrepair, a sodden mess and i think irepairable...
Ah!!!but i had the pleasure of building it, local children enjoyed looking at it. I have a photo so now it is just a memory.
And I am reminded that everything in life is temporary.
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