the ocean

I miss it. I miss smelling the salt before you can even see the water. I miss walking/running across hot sand as it burns the soles of my feet, and rolling the sand between my fingers. I miss diving under the waves and the muffled sound of it crashing above you. I miss swimming out past the waves, the tingle of fear when you can no longer feel the sand beneath you, just blackness. Freeness, floating, and the taste of salt on your lips.

It's almost spring, the ground is beginning to thaw. I've missed the sun.
I'm planting a garden, it won't make up for being 1000+ miles from the ocean but it's something.

Basil
Dill
Parsley
Onions
Peas
Tomatoes
Redleaf lettuce

I don't know about Mary... but that's how my garden grows.