While we wait, we can only dream

Weather has been for lack of a better word crap, this spring. We're deep into June, and the wool sweater is still in use. Today was better, so while I wait for the water temperature to rise, I can only dream.

This is the beach at Brusand south of Stavanger. In a week from now, I'll be swimming in the Med. Never have I looked this much forward to a weeks holiday.