As March is now here, I long for spring, and then the warmth of summer. March is quite frustrating because the hope of spring is there, the anticipation of warmth, but winter can still exact her firm control. A big snowstorm is headed my way in a few days. In the meantime, I will fantasize about the tropical warmth of summer, the azure delights of tropical oceans, and with tropical warmth and oceans comes tropical beauties and some of those tropical beauties are mermaids.

Spring will come, it will come, and so will the mermaids. Just the thought of it makes winter all that much easier to endure…