Whether to mention the weather is reaching weathered proportions. Oh dear, this reminds me of serious English lessons from school days, the teacher would always blow the letter h wherever applicable.

Talking of which; it blew, yep, this place did not get the name Cape of Storms for no reason. In local news reports the wind reached gale force speed of 35 knots and people trying to walk in Cape Town City had to hold on to things of sturdy nature or each other.

Weathered by the sea air and driftwood niftily turned into a handle.

Detail of a rusted wheelbarrow, not much escapes the weathering effects of the elements at work.

Except tiles.

These are on a building in Kalk Bay where you will find the ‘potters shop’ [lovely ceramic gallery and supplies] . A historical scenery of that very spot. The use of just the blue is so simple and effective. A ‘painting’ on clay, now there is something that should be demanding more ‘investive’ attention.