Farewell with the breeze of an Indian summer

Someone is leaving us again. Who had a party at the beach yesterday.
Lot`s of people coming. But noone was sad. Because we all knew that she would come back sometimes.

And then it was the weather. I just have to return back to that subject. The weather gods continuously surprises me. Cause yesterday it was a kind of Indian summer.
A bit windy. But warm. So warm that we could sit in our t-shirts.... At least near the fire.... Pretty unusual in the Norwegian, Arctic town Vadsø. At this time of the year.
The wind was playing joyfully with us. There was music. Guitar, singing, harmonica and light drums. The atmosphere was relaxed.

Then. Suddenly to day I woke up by a crash. The coffee pot had fallen down outside at the veranda. It was taken by the wind. And the wind was increasing. But still it was warm and soft.
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......yes,yes,yes.........
....so that`s how the days go by around here....