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Thinking - Maine!


This month reminds me of Maine ~ Visiting with my folks every Summer ~ Seeing the ocean after a long Winter in New England ~ Smelling the ocean air ~ Feeling the soft sand on my feet ~ Sitting in a beach chair with a wonderful book ~ Such great memories of growing up visiting the shore ~ This is why I posted this picture I took on our way to Boothbay Harbor in Maine ~ I think this photo speaks "Maine" ~ Well, at least to me it does - LOL

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  1. LOVE this photo!!! I have never been to Maine(unfortunately), but it definitely speaks to me! I get a warm feeling looking at it. Beautiful!

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  2. Oh, I forgot to say - you are killing me with that - sand and book and beach chair- thing. I am sooo ready for vacation, I am almost sleeping with my swim suit on! :)

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  3. Thank you so much, Sonja ~ I think becoming friends with you has really brightened my days ~ It seems we can connect on so many levels ~ Girlfriends are great for that ~ Yes, The beach has always been a special place for me ~ My Dad loved the beach and I have fond memories throughout my life of the beach ~ Wish I could see it more ~ We live far away from the ocean now, so heading to Maine is real treat! Hoping your vacation is closer than you think - Wear your swimsuit in the shower, until then - LOL

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