Sun. Waves.

This is a hard time of year for me. I thrive on light and sun. I don't do well with unending darkness and cold. It gets to me after a while, like a creeping sickness.

I guess I wouldn't make a very good coal miner.

My only consolation is the thought of summer, still a little ways off but heading our way anyhow.

Until then, I'll think of beaches and big white clouds. Hawaii and California.

Sun. Waves.

The good stuff.

Heather asked me the other day where I would live if I could live anywhere in the country. My answer: Southern California. Maybe south of the LA congestion. Maybe San Diego. That's where I wanted to live when I was in Phoenix. Cooler than Phoenix, but with almost as much sun and lots more waves.

Sun. Waves. Mmm.