In the summertime, if I'm not out and about around town I like to sit here around 6pm and watch the boats coming in for the day. I will often bring a cup of tea from home and more often that not I will be followed by Holly or the cat or both.
In the summer there are frequent passers-by, tourists coming down from the Pathway of the Gods, some brave souls who decide to climb up instead of getting the crowded bus and intrepid explorers who don't want to miss out on any part of town.
But in the winter I feel like it's all mine. I rarely see anyone except the occasional locals who are happy to stop for a chat. None of the visitors that pass by in-season ever want to stop to chat, why is that?
In the winter you can see the sun setting from here into the sea. Now, mid February, that time has almost finished, the mountainside blocks the sunset from view but the skies still turn dramatic colours. Today I sat with Holly (see photo above as she photobombed the view) and Kitty joined us too. The three of us sat until it got cold and then returned home for hot tea and treats.