Ever since last week's burn-off out west of Sydney the sky has been lighting up with phenomenal colour; something about the ash particles in the air. Sunrise on Sunday was a spectacle, and I heard last night's sunset was sheer brilliance; unfortunately I've been missed them both. So this morning I was pretty amped for the early, primed with expectation of light and colour... but alas she was a fizzer. Ah well, there's always sunset, or tomorrow, or the next day. Right now it's sunny and the tiniest of NE wind swells is up against a stiff Westerly. It's clean and peeling but it won't last long. Might go take a look.