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The second time around…

Visits with my cousin have been few and far between during out adult lives, so when a chance to get together in Portland presented itself I suggested we meet at the Portland Head Light.  She hadn’t been there before, and I knew our GPS devices would get us both to the same place for a visit with a view.  I was a little disappointed that my second chance to take pictures there was also a cloudy day.  But it was much earlier in the day and the sky was brighter.  Plus I had totally missed the cliff walk there, so I was able to take pictures from a different angle than the last time.  It was a last minute, unexpected visit, which are often the best ones.  Also unexpected was this  first picture.  The short guy ordering a lobster roll at the window I’m?  Well, he looks exactly like my husband Charley, whom I lost almost exactly 5 years ago.  He might even look more like Charley than Charley did.  Unexpected is an understatement.  But it did warm my heart to see him there…Charleysighting

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3 thoughts on “The second time around…”

    1. Thank you so much. As a single senior woman it took a leap of faith for me to set off for my first, but not last, ‘snowbird’ summer. I wanted to see the rocky coast of Maine and it was even more amazing than I thought. Eventually I’ll be back to the ‘nature coast’ of Florida, but there will be more adventures next year. Thanks for the nice feedback.

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