The wind is blowing.
There was fresh snow on the ground this morning.
And it is cold.
Oh spring, where are you?
Was it just three weeks ago I was standing on the beach enjoying heat?
The sun was warm.
The waves were demonstrating their power.
I need hope.
Sun and warmth.
They will eventually make their way north.
This video I have replayed several times today to re-live the moment of hope.