A whale of a time

I know it's difficult to believe; but there is a whale in this photo.
This glorious day (Friday last) what looked liked a young male whale was sporting off Basham's Beach at Middleton (see the amazing bikeway here)
Those of you who know how to spot whales will see it immediately. Others will have to accept it in faith, I was there I know. (John 20:24-29); but some will doubt.
For Christians whales are a sign of resurrection. I think this is witnessed each whale season in SA (which is now).
Apart from the proliferation of whales at the ehad of the Bight, which by all accounts are abundant this year (see various current references here).
Forgive me my annual indulgence, because each year you meet people as you gaze intentionally out to sea....longing to catch a glimpse, dying to see the fliup of the tail. Evereyone is filled with a profound sense of expectation. And there is such a goodwill that it is palpable.
No one wants to turkey slap another! Everyone is eager that their neighbour should share the experience. And there is a developing patience and quietness which runs so contrary to our culture that it must be a good thing.
Take the opportunity, and slip to Port Elliot, or Victor and see what you can see. If you can get to the head of the Bight then terrif!!
But remember: Christos Anesti! Aleithos Anesti! [Χριστός ανασταίνεται. Αληθινά ανασταίνεται]