The minute I stepped off the plane, I felt like I was finally home. I belong there. I love the look, the smell, the people, the nature, the ocean, the everything- well hey, not the seafood. I am not a water creature lover. Ick. But listen, they have meat. As a matter of fact I had some good prime rib while there. What I loved most was the scenery overall. Every place you look - a photo. I am looking forward to my ten minute drive to the ocean to take photos, watch the sunrise on the water and hopefully someday see a moose or a whale.
We were lucky enough to find a beautiful home. One that will please all of us- even has a pool and outdoor kitchen! After finding this home, making an offer and having it accepted, I feel as though I can finally let this current home of ours go. I had this hold on it. Maybe not a hold on it so much as a fear of letting it go. This dream home we built. How could we leave it? But now I know. Home is not the structure. It's the people and the life within.
I returned from Maine with a whole new outlook on the process of selling and starting over. I am excited. I feel happy.
You know me, I couldn't take a trip down the street without my camera. Here are some goodies that I shot.