(Author’s note: Not much to report. Here’s today’s great work!)
© Roger Bultot
Down By The Sea
by Miles H. Rost
“Oi! We’re goin’ for brekkie. Wanna go?”
Laying out in the ever increasing light of the morning sun, Paul was at his glory. He gave them a shake of the head, as he continued to tan.
“That’s on you! It’s gonna be a ripper.”
“It’s going to be over 40 today. I want to get my sun before staying inside and roasting.”
The boys all just left, as Paul took in the sea air that came up from Port Phillip Bay. He loved the morning, when it was sunny but still cool.
This was rest time. He wasn’t giving it up.
Music and Fiction 
Sunny morning on a beach sounds very relaxing. Maybe they can bring him something back after brekkie.
They might have. Depends on where they went. Thanks for stopping by. 🙂
You’re welcome, Miles 🙂
Ah, a sunny morning on the beach … sigh….
Key being that it was sunny and mild. Usually, the afternoons got absolutely brutal.
Ah, well, we take what we can, eh?
I can relate. 40 degrees ouchie. Mornings are the best in the summer.
Oh most certainly. Thanks for showing up! 😀
Good for him, choosing what was best for himself.
It’s a matter of survival, at times. Thanks from dropping a line.
I want that sunny beach morning. Really, really want it.
In this day and age, we all do. Especially me. Here’s to hoping things clear up.