Woke up to bright red/orange light leaking in thru my blinds, and opened them to an orange world that shone orange light into all my rooms.
Mid morning, more normal colour and light has returned, but the air is full of dust. The distance disappears into brownish yellowish greyish haze. Instead of a horizon line, somewhere the ocean becomes the sky in a continuum of furry colours that are sort of like smog, or mist, or fog but really nothing like any of them. But exactly like a dust storm out in the desert. Not unfamiliar, just out of context.
Down on the promenade, a group of people in face masks walk past me. Face masks at the beach?
The atmosphere is as calm and muted as the light and colour. There are few people around. Then a black, tank-like a Police Public Order and Riot Squad SUV cruises past. The idea of a riot couldn't seem more ridiculous right now.
Just near home, a group of matching coffee mugs are arranged on the nature strip. And they complete the little set of this morning's incongruities.
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