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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Sunday, October 9, 2016
The Rain in Maine
Want to blog but must sleep. We leave 8 a.m. for 8-hour drive home. Rain lullaby,
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