Fingerbone rolls past. Queenscliff standstill, still jammed with surf lifesavers.
A southerly breeze greets me. Cleaning up. Normally bursting at the seams, Friday seems a little slow
Franji stares seaward at the temp wall, measuring waves for his morning report. Everyday is 3-5 foot. The baker and his buns. Water is clear, flat, warm, delightful. A couple of strays. The Fonz wanders around with his professional gear. Another magnificent day at the beach
See the freshness of a young face. Like a candle in the gloom.
In the brightness in your smiling eyes. They're lighting up the room
FFF on Fridays. Still pushing into Autumn. Cracking waves. Low tide, long run. Punter touches the sand with his impressive wave. Ironman Ian has gone from pool to big surf in his time. Boomer returns from Aspen. Doc Shanny drives a pasta car.
Mr Moon is counting backwards. Make the waters ebb and flow.
Thanks for the swim & coffee team. Remember don't let your true love run cold!
Cheers, Rusty the Fish & carolinebythebeach
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