Yesterday I only got to write my morning pages in the afternoon.
I wrote them at The Blend coffee shop (don't you love the crockery?) in Roeland Street as the sun ducked and dived the glacier of fog that thankfully overwhelmed Cape Town. And that eventually turned to rain.
While there's an autumnal feel to the city this morning I've no doubt summer will strike back soon.
But there's also little doubt that summer is heaving and puffing in its corner, that it only has a round or two to go.