Then all of this will go away

I've always loved the beach. 

Sand between my toes when I was little.  

Being carried over the shells and seaweed by my dad. 

Late nights and beers on the beach after the disco. 

Soaking on the sand in a lightning storm.

Snowman building in winter (once - we don't get much snow). 

Walks in Sun, Wind, and Rain. 

Being soaked by waves with the kids and Si. 

Sad nights sitting looking out to sea

Touching my fingers against the water, knowing my kids were touching the water somewhere else on earth. 

Dark Days, Light Days, Rainy Days, Sunny Days, Misty Days, Warm Days. 

I never tire of the sea and the sand and the endless horizons. 

And when the light is like this...