View from our window, Maine. That's our deck, with chairs, and the dunes and Atlantic beyond.
Then once I get to the beach, I'm out there with no one but a lone surfer and a friendly gull for company. I find a huge empty blue gray shell, and then sit on a bench to breathe in the ocean and sky.
Back at our motel, Wendy and the Teddy on my bed enjoy their books.
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