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img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-2050" style="margin-left: 5px; margin-right: 5px;" src="http://www.driftsurfing.eu/wp-content/uploads/2009/09/halcyon-summer1_opener.jpg" alt="halcyon-summer1_opener" width="275" height="195" />Halcyon days. Summer daze. Our rose-tinted paraphrase for that lustful glaze of memories, praise for a sun that – as the air’s chill picks at our bones – always felt hot, whether or not it shone.

halcyon-summer2_drift1Back we gaze at bleached out shores and that sought-after laze of aching limbs from late night waves which lasted hours. And hours. And hours. Forget the rain. Forget the wind. Forget everything but this. This was our summer. This.

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