An ongoing quest for the meaning of life. Does true happiness exist in a Tory Burch turquoise-trimmed sheath, a MarieBelle Dark Chocolate Croquette bar, a rose garden, a rocky Maine beach, a daughter's eyes, an inky star-sprinkled sky, hours of computer keystrokes that tell a story--or all of the above?
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Saturday, October 8, 2016
The Maine Sky Sparkled
When light fog wasn't rolling in as our car rose and fell with the hilly route, we craned our necks and saw the stars, clear and bright above the unlit ribbon of road.
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