Wild day in MB 1/27/12

• More gray to start the day.  Heavy steel clouds tumbled across the horizon.  Wild, whopping waves pounded the sand.  Reminded me of the last scene in "Point Break" at Bells Beach, Australia.  Except the waves were five feet and not fifty.  One little wedge in the skyline clouds let the sunrise through, then Sunbella disappeared again just as quick.  Like a sunset and sunrise in one combo pack.
• The morning rains came several times, slapping sideways, bending the Palmettos like a gymnast.
• Afternoon brought sun between the clouds, then full sun.  But the wind blew a gale.  Saw beachwalkers in shorts, but they were speedwalking and not sauntering.  Not this gal.  I watched from the balcony.
• Why does the wind die at sunset?  Too late for me to hit the beach then.  Did get to relish the slow, glowing sunset.  Pinks and oranges splashed on the leftover contrail clouds.  Nice color contrast to the deep berry of Cabernet in my glass.  The weekend begins.