One More Summer Vacation in Maine

I read a lot while I am sitting on the beach, and while I was in Maine, I found a quote from a book of short stories by Barbara Kingsolver that I knew I would have to come home and put in this blog::

"I was overcome by the color and intensity of my life.  In these moments we are driven to try and hoard happiness by taking photographs, but I know better.  The important thing was what the colors stood for, the[smell of the ocean, the existence of Steve, and the exact quality of the sun and the waves on this late August day in Maine]. A photograph would have flattened the scene as a happy moment whereas I felt gut rapture.  The fleeting certainty that I deserved the space I'd been taking up on this earth, and all the air that I breathe."  [ ] are my thoughts.  

I want to add some photographs anyway, because it helps me remember, but I thought that is exactly what we are capable of feeling when we are truly present in the present moment. And I felt that way on more than one occasion during the week.  I am so grateful for that time.

 One sunrise of many that we saw

 New chairs to hang out it which is the most important job in Maine

A stormy morning sunrise

Looking back from the top of the ocean walk about mid afternoon

Pemaquid Point, ME