everyday easter

the simple pleasure of chocolate for breakfast is something i don’t think i’ll ever be able to deny. it’s particularly bad at easter time, when the good lord sees fit to provide us with individually wrapped nodules of chocolate satisfaction in easy consumable form. yum.

yesterday ads and i walked and scrambled our way from yamba to angourie. crabs, fish, shells, deep pools; long luxurious walks on the beach; not rainbows but DOUBLE rainbows - it was all very nice. and rain too. warm summer rain. with puppies. on the beach. and surfing. there’s always the surfing.

this morning i took a rest break. body = shattered! beating body and mind into a pulp this holiday and couldn’t be more grateful.