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I see you,
dancing in the salty breeze and
along the jut of the horizon.

I feel you,
in the smooth sand beneath my feet and on the firm rocks along the shore.

I hear you,
in the call of the seagulls and in the gentle lap of the waves.

I miss you,
deep within my heart and as the memories of you float through my mind, while I walk along this coastal shore.


Coastal Maine

imageCoastal Maine

My mother grew up on a small island off the coast of Maine. Cancer took her life when I was thirteen and my fondest memories are of our visits to her beloved coast. I still make an annual homage to the coast and spend my time visiting all the places that we loved the most. Her grandfather was a Lighthouse Keeper and Muma spent summers with him as a child. Because of this, she had a particular fondness for lighthouses. I took these photos at the Owl’s Head Lighthouse in Owl’s Head Maine.

I hope you enjoy them.

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