Day is done and juggling torches are being ferruminated with smith friend, so this dude is out for an evening surf before ideal waters end.

Stars of the sky are for guide-lighting those who ski on clouds and breeze, but slimsy lanterns on knockabout boats illuminate boarders of seas.

Patience between each squiz at waves hopes the next one will be just right; gratitude exists for every rolling ride gifted by the night.

May Poseidon adopt his company with the love and protection of an alloparent’s best, allowing freedom and fun until home is next stop of glider’s quest. : )