How many?

If the Inuit people have 97 different words for snow, I wonder how many words surfers have for waves?  I dont know the first thing about surfing but even I can see that the surf is different today than it was yesterday.  Today its frothy and fizzy.  The aqua waves are marbled with white veins.

 Yesterday the waves were clear enough to see through and the white fluff on top looked firm, like uncooked meringue.

They were like this the day before, as well. Crisp and clear.

Everyday they are beautiful to me. I love hearing them thunder and roar.  Especially at night but all day long as well.  There is no letting up. I think about breathing in all that extra oxygen, imagining the good it is doing me.  A week here at Tuross Heads (NSW) is every kind of relaxing unwinding bliss.  No wonder the locals want to keep this place a secret.

One Perfect Day...

I've just had a couple of days in the country. What a tonic for the soul that was!  Both days were amazingly wonderful but here is the catalogue for the first blissful day:

7.30 - 8.30 reading magazines in bed

8.30 - 9.30 scrumptious breakfast of muesli apricots and fresh passionfruit, looking out on to wet garden

9.30 - 10.00 luxuriate in bubble bath

10.00 - 11.00 listen to Yo Yo Ma play some Bach cello suites while dreamily perusing the weekend papers and making plans for the future

11.00 - 1.30  walk around town 

1.30 - 2.30 home for lunch - home grown tomato, mushroom, cheese and avocado on toasted rye bread then bush honey biodynamic yoghurt with fresh passionfruit - yum!

3.00 - 6.00  drove to near by town for afternoon tea.  Fed and watered the horse

then wandered the streets, looking in shops.  My favourite was the one selling linens

then drove the long way home, through magnificent wooded, green countryside - and a rainbow

6.30 - 9.30  cooked bacon and eggs (from the chooks in the back yard), mushrooms and more of those home grown tomatoes for tea. Then, with my best friend, watched a superb thriller starring Anthony Hopkins, Fracture, borrowed from my favourite video store before I left Melbourne

9.30 went to bed, one contented little bunny!