the ocean still calls me as i look out my window to snow covered grasses, trees and and mountains. i've been back for two days and i'm longing for the cold wind, rain and hard sand. what draws me to the ocean? for all my ruminating about it, i think that what speaks to me the most is how clear it seems: where water meets sky. somedays, they are so alike that its hard to feel the difference between the two and some days, they are as different as cold coffee and warm brownies.