It has been a very good weekend. I go diving twice, fishing twice. The weather has been beautifully warm and sunny. My hibisci are doing well and all in all, all’s well.
I go for an evening stroll. It is an exceptionally low tide, which makes my mind wander to Harry Lauder.
‘Tis when the sun it goes to rest,
that’s the time that I like best.
Oh I’m chilling, roaming in the gloaming.”
Check it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7N4mxz02y-k

Old English glomung “twilight,” formed (probably on model of æfning “evening”) from glom “twilight,” related to glowan “to glow”
I wander around my backyard and look at rock pools.
The tide is far-out dude, but the beach is cosmic. It is made from ground up coral and exotic shells.
Yesterday, the Prime Minister of Japan came to the university. His name is Abe. Apparently this is pronounced like Downton rather than name of dead American president. I wish someone had told me.