The photography and the beach.
I was having a moment when I was thought I can not wait to dive into the water then sit on my chair and lotion up and read my book and drink my cool beverage.
And then I remembered that's months and months away.
And then I remembered that it's going to be here before I know it.
When I was younger -- and I was always, always younger than I am now -- I hated winter. But now Winter and I are okay with eachother. We get eachother. We tolerate eachother.
We know eachother is going to move on.
The beach is stunning any time of year . . .
. . . including this time of year.
. . . but if recent history has anything to do with it, that'll be here before we know it.
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