The Sea Beckons

I am missing the ocean today . Winter winds howl as they race around the corners of my cottage,trailing sprays of dusty snow in their wake . The perennials ,marked by the brown withered leaves of last year,are hiding underground,waiting for the warmth of Spring . I long to escape the confinement of the indoors and untold layers that insulate from the cold.Summer,you see , is my favorite season . I am finally warm , the flowers are in exuberant bloom,a lunch is packed and we're off to the beach !!! Oh,the anticipation !!! The car is parked,bundles are shouldered and the joy begins .We have waited all these long months,suffering a kind of "separation anxiety ",to finally be able to smell that delicious sea air...you know that special saltiness so intense it can actually be tasted at the back of your throat.The sky is an intense blue and the clouds pile up in competition to be their most intricate,outrageous and georgeous .This day and all the ones to follow are gifts of the most exquisite quality -not only thoroughly enjoyed now,but savored for all time ! Thanks for listening !