We came here on November 26th, 5ish pm. Since then we walked this beach a hundred times. Every time we come back (living just 20 minutes away, folllowing the coast, in NH) I feel like my York Mother Ocean asks me where have I been. And I say:”I’ve missed you too!”. I looked at the York, Me and Kittery, Me house today. And then there is this gorgous blue beauty with the access to the Piscataqua river, right on the edge of Portsmouth.
I was sure we’ll be settled already. Rushing and Impatience are my middle names. But not quiet yet. Not quite. In my heart I know all is coming my way.
But look at this 2 pm beach scene with no filter. Parted skies, just a glow in-between gray steel everything.
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