Let’s get the irritated part out of the way … my laptop died. Yes, my precious machine is lying dormant until I can get it diagnosed. Fortunately, I backed up some files to an external harddrive before leaving Cyprus. It was a precautionary measure against me dropping my beloved on the floor while travelling. Mother has a laptop so am bashing out this post on hers before she rises from her afternoon nap.
DH and I went walking again today, and followed the path my POV, Elle Buchanan would have followed in search of food. She lives off the sea, and we found the little Winkles, Mussels, Seaweed, Crabs, and other savoury items she would hunt out. I photographed several things for inspiration. I even found the pool where she fetched water for boiling. Also the salt dike where the green seaweed gets trapped. The Romans built many to retain the salt, and bring water closer inland. We walked a long breaker, and the wind really whipped around. The salt on my lips, and the smell of fresh seaweed, really fire me up to write another chapter of, The Man in Room Eighteen.