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Full moon over Blue Hill Bay |
When not in Concord, my sense of place and sacred space runs deepest along the DownEast Maine and Maritime coastlines. This past week, I spent some solo time at our cabin in Surry, ME. For reasons that may predate this lifetime, I feel the greatest kinship with landscapes above the 44th parallel. Black spruce, lichens, mosses, long angles of sunlight, and the glacially sculpted terrain all give me a sense of coming home. Serendipitously, my Concord home of 35 years lies within walking distance of a locally rare northern bog and our summer cabin within a few miles of the homestead of John Peters, one of the founders of Blue Hill, ME and my paternal grandmother's first N. American ancestor -- neither of which I knew at the time we made decisions to settle into each. Our sense of place is a journey of connection and self discovery that reveals many surprising layers, across space and time!
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