- Walked Sug w Punch past apple trees and old ship captain's sign, weathered after decades.
- Beach plum bushes.
- Ocean waves. We went right in at 6 p.m.
- Punch made me lunch; chicken sausages w her mustard sauce.
- Saw the old Three Sisters wood lighthouses, so named because with their white bases and black tops, they looked like ladies in dresses.
- Beautiful breeze and lovely night sky.
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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