Situated on a tiny islet some distance from the harbour lies the weather station. In it, the harbinger occupies himself studying the skies, maps, sea currents and bird migrations. Every morning, he releases a pigeon with his forecasts of the day. The pigeon flies directly to the harbourmaster.
The station is a fortress-like concrete bastion from which dozens of kites fly on the wind, windcrosses turn and spherical lenzes stand on the balconies. Inside, there are all sorts of funny levers, one of them labelled with an inviting red button: "rain".