inside out. maine
/self. reflection. family. nova. 15 days in maine
you're not dressed up.
yea i am. as a lumberjack.
what are you for halloween.
i'm a maina.
he laughed.
it's cold now in the northeast. the above photo is from early september when we spent 15 days in maine. i read an article in downeast magazine about a quiet place with plenty of sandy beaches. indeed. sandy, quiet and breathtaking. and no, i won't tell you where. you'll have to go exploring.
the person behind the lens managed to capture me inside out in this snapshot. borderline complete.
there's something about maine. the sea. the pines. the water. the salt. the pace.
as the seasons turn and fall settles in i have a tendency to reminisce a little more and sleep a little less. insomnia - my imagination's most beloved and despised companion.
i don't like large groups of people and neither does bean. he liked it here if you can't tell. we camped about 5 miles south and returned a day later before heading north.
the locals came swimming with swim caps in the evening light. others wandered through the tall pines to the coves edge with bottles of beer. one old woman came down in a wheelchair and her friends helped her into the ocean for swim-therapy. we sat with our dogs on the warm rocks drip-drying in the evening sun.
maine.
has a funny way
of invading my soul.
home away from home.
check back for snapshots of this secret spot in another couple days
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