The locals have left us alone today. Carrying on with their village life. We could hear them this morning chopping down some trees. Maybe to make a canoe or build another house.
The memories of rainy days and high winds last week are fading away as we stare into the clear water at the shells on the seabed 15m below us. There is a large school of 150mm long squid surrounding Imagine. There dark colour quickly changing. Flashing blue and green to attracted their pray. Then darting at it and capturing it in their tenticles. As soon as we enter the water they turn transparent and swim away.
After swimming in the warm clear water. Laying on deck, not a cloud in the sky. The sun trying warm me as the slight cooling breeze caresses every inch of my body drying the droplets of water still on my back.
Emma spending the day laying in her hammock reading and being rocked by the small movement of Imagine. With the sunshade up she is also taking advantage of the gental breeze to cool off.
The sound of twitter (no not that electronic Internet app). The original twitter, the sound of birds in the trees. The sound of gentle waves rushing over the Coral reef and on to the shore. The distant chatter of children playing in their canoes. So peaceful.
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