Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Newport Lamentation

My lamentation that the swell & conditions that arrived on Sunday, peaked today and appear destined to last through tomorrow didn't arrive a few days earlier:

How I wish the two-a-days of Sunday, commencing with a three hour morning session, could have stretched over several days...and how nettling it is to spend the day in an office, with the fresh taste of sweet Newport swellage a lingering memory, knowing that even now rippage continues by those that are able. The glowing turquoise of sunlit tubes has been succeeded by the dark green of envy.

But the lament, the nettle, the green-eyed monster are driven away by the vicarious indulgence in the day's reports honed by the vivid memory of a perfect day.

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