Dawn breaks with a melancholy beauty
before the latest storm moves through.
We tipped over our swivel chairs
so they would stop spinning in the latest gale.
From my living room shelter I photographed the storm;
a reflection of our fire burns in the chair.
In between squalls, sea gulls swirl and dance
before flocking again to the water.
The golden leaves have taken a seat ...
... and the last of pink blooms sift to a stone bench.
Fish are sheltered ...
... and Buddha and bunny snuggle through it all.
Have a peaceful day