The thought of seven hours in the car seemed daunting in the early hours that Thursday morning. But as I watched the fog burn off and the blue sky emerge time passed swiftly as did the trees and buildings outside the car window. As we crossed the border between New Hampshire and Maine familiar vignettes appeared. Memories long placed on dusty shelves in my mind were now retrieved and brought into the light of day.
That first glimpse of the ocean made every molecule of my being dance. After meeting our most gracious host and checking into Haven by the Sea
I walked, almost floated, to the sea’s edge. Here is what I saw that first day…
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