A sense of home.

There is a lot to be said for something being in the blood. Take this photo, a very cold beach in mid March. Yet there is something about walking along a cold beach or coast line wrapped in a large coat and jumper that I find strangely comforting. The sea air filling your lungs, the sense of distance across the water. I don't know maybe it gets everyone the way it gets me. But maybe it is in my blood, you see my father is from the east coast. So my forefathers were fisherman.

It would explain why somethings I pine to be by the sea.