The Beach

I just saw a picture of Russell Crowe walking on the beach.

I want to be on a beach. Where there is the lull of the ocean, the warm sand between your toes, and the hot sun on your face.

It is cold here today. So in between hot flashes I am cold. Just looking at the white sand, and blue-green sea in that picture, made me long for the beach.
What I wouldn't give to be some place warm and tropical right about now. Gah. I am tired of winter. Hate the cold. Really, really hate the cold.

The beach. The warm wonderful beach.

Sigh.