It is so beautiful out I wish I could go outside and enjoy this wonderful day. I am thinking of the beach. What I wouldn't due to be at the beach. Two hours away, and midweek. I don't think I will get there. SO in my mind I will slip away to the beach. And dream of lying there in the sand watching the waves with my husband. Who enjoyed the beach more than me. The escape of the real world. The early morning bike ride on the board walk with my son, and my husband on his motor scooter. And the year we booked a week at the shore with a hurricane schedule, it rained 3 out of the five days. That was one expensive trip to the beach. But it was the three of us. I can't remember the last time we went. It is driving me crazy. I don't know if it was two or four years but it seems like a life time. I yearning for the smell of salt water. And my son is too. He asked if we could go there this year and stay over night. We went down for a day last year. But it just wasn't the same. And I am sure is was because Harry was not there. So for now I will just dream of the days at the beach.