Windy.

I woke up this morning to pouring rain so I went back to sleep and didn't get up until 8.00.  

The rain had eased off and I was able to get on with stage 3, repairing the broken bricks that run along the edge of the path. I had some red sand left from some previous work and I used this to make up a brownish concrete. Last night I had been wondering if there was enough of the red sand but when I counted out my scoops and added the cement my bucket was almost full. (I was doing the job my style; in a bucket and using a garden trowel with an old kitchen knife.) I hadn't noticed before how much the dry mix contracts when you add water but I still had a good quantity of cement. There was enough to do the job and I used the remaining cement to fill a hole in a brick wall. 

When I got home from work I loosened the wood and odd bits of old pointing that I had used to shape the cement and tidied up the 'bricks' with the knife in an attempt to make them look a bit better but I had to leave these paw prints 

I was teaching all afternoon and we had a staff meeting which was mostly about how we are implementing the new curriculum. It was lovely and bright as I drove home. On the way in to work I had great views across to the sea and a container vessel right on the horizon. That got me thinking about how strange it is that although my brain knew that I was above sea level my sight could not process that and however hard I tried it looked as if the sea sloped upwards from the land.

Photos taken at 6.00.