The day started murky yesterday morning, and it got ever darker. Heavy rain came in the afternoon, and it continued through the evening. But bora started blowing before midnight, and the rain stopped. The sky cleared by this morning. By the time I got up, there were no clouds anywhere in sight. It is rather cold even around noon, but it is wonderfully bright. Everything sparkles. The visibility is superb, and the sea shines blue in the distance. Oh, I love bora! No matter how much cold air it brings from the north, and especially in the winter, it always brings bright sunlight and wonderful vistas, as well. My sort of wind. Come to think of it, I cannot imagine feeling comfortable with anyone who would feel differently about bora for whatever reason. Yes, I can get pretty intolerant, if not even prejudiced, when this wind is in question. My wind, no less.