I spent two days by the sea. On the southern coast of Maine. A place full of familiar sights and so much that is unchartered territory. A place to lose and find myself. A place filled with gifts. Gifts from the sea.
It is a place I love.
A few times a year I make my way there. Because the gifts it offers, are the ones I am longing for. Gifts that replenish and exhilarate me.
The soothing and tranquil waters of the Casco Bay.
The ancient and weathered rocks that create the shoreline.
The crashing waves of the open ocean that ebb and flow.
The fragile and beautiful shells that are left behind to be found.
Time with the sea is my gift to myself.
A gift that I never tire of receiving.
And the sea never tires of giving…