Often when we head back to PA from mid-coast Maine, one of us will comment about how we wish we could stay. Maine feels like home. There’s family there, we’re back in New England again, there are woods and hills and ocean in close proximity to one another, and the pace of things feels somewhat slower. Where we stay has a bit of a ’60s flower child vibe to it, but that’s OK– it’s a whole lot better than what often emanates from D.C. and what’s on the prevailing political winds where we currently live.
Comfortable and Familiar
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