I love the wind; so used to it blowing in the afternoons in Cabarete; it makes the town what it is – a watersport’s heaven but every now and then, we get an afternoon where the wind is completely non-existent and the whole bay takes on a different colour, tone and feel. I don’t know what the connection is between the stillness and the ‘new’ color of ocean and sky; it should be the same, but it’s not. Normally on these types of evenings, there are more people walking along the bay, more people playing soccer, more people doing their own evening yoga session – it’s all beautiful.

I was particularly moved on Tuesday evening when the wind died, to watch a young disabled man taken to the water’s edge by his helpers and then gently carried into the sea. He shouted with joy in the waves – laughing and squealing. I guess he felt weightless in his life-jacket and his legs free to move.

At the same time, my children were body boarding close by and as the sun set, Jim took photos of the glassy water and of the bay which I am posting below. As the sky turned gradually more pink in the West, the full moon was rising in the East. It was one of those moments when we are reminded how special Cabarete is and how fortunate we are to live and work in such a great place.

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