  The last few days here have been mighty sunny, and up until yesterday we'd been pretty lucky with the surf, too. Lushness has abounded in many forms. Nice waves, the water's warming up - have ditched boots and gloves, and have started wondering where my shorty is - and some good sessions with a bunch of people. Stayed in till nearly eleven the other night, guessing when the next wave would be. Surfing wise, it wasn't a massive success, but I reckon the solar euphoria from earlier in the day had carried on with us. In fact, everyone seems cheery this week. Must be the weather. I always think the warmth from the sun feels wholesome somehow. I don't understand it. It's a bit like cold air in the morning feels cleansing when you're hungover, and cool water feels soooo nice after you've been sweating all day in a sweat and fart smelling office... nice. Righto, back to it.. 
