Sunday, October 11, 2009
I don't suppose you can tell how cold it was here when I was taking these pictures. It was me and the seagulls, and for a little while one lonely fisherman. I had on my gloves and a hat and a heavy quilted leather coat and I was still freezing. Sort of a battle between the hot bright sunshine and the cold biting wind. Didn't care, said Pierre, it was much too beautiful to do any complaining.