Summer’s End

28 Aug

Autumn’s blustery fingers have been creeping in, prising leaves from the trees and bruising berries into dark ripeness. The summer’s end draws near, the long days diminishing into colourful dusks.

Lazily, we made the most of the wind slop surf, warm water and crumbly onshore crests. Sunbathing on the cliff, trying to catch the last of the summer sun.

We long for September swells and distant lows, or exciting promises of a hurricane pulse. The seasons turn.



One Response to “Summer’s End”

  1. hotshot bald cop September 3, 2011 at 10:44 am #

    Right on my man!

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