The days tick on while I hope for a change in the weather…. yesterday despite the cold and rain we put on our rain gear and went to Cassis, where blue usually meets blue, where sky and sea are one.
Instead of a beautiful May day singing its way into visitors' hearts, I find myself apologizing for the weather, it has become my broken record.
The Route de Crete is a road lacing the edge of the sea. The view is breathtaking, giving you the sense of flying, and catching your breath is natural at every bend.
Walking along the cliffs: Wear sturdy shoes.
My cousin Kathy reminded me that I had on slippery ballerinas, that I could easily slip. Though in my mind I am a mountain goat leaping the mountains, bounding the hills…. or you might say, "What was she thinking wearing ballerina slippers in the rain?"
Simply stated… I was not thinking, it is a problem of mine.
Looking out and beyond.
Sheer.
Profound.
Far beyond and below.
The view below: Cassis.
The Mediterranean… Rugged cliffs, blue sea, and charming fishing village. Beautiful even in the rain, cold, slippery rock and mud.
Yesterday in Nice, the Mediterranean turned into a wild ocean, waves reaching 32 feet high slamming on the Promenade des Anglais
Though high on the Route de Crete in Cassis, the seaside looked calm… cold, wet, calm that is.
My cousins braved the edge at my command for a photo. I wanted them to go to the very edge but they hollered back, "You're crazy!"
What is the weather like in your neck of the woods?
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