Sunday, July 31, 2011


Traditions.. we all have them. Perhaps, they're not quite consistent but I'm sure there's something that occurs in your life more than once and with the same people? My tradition is our vacation in Maine. It's our 21st year going to Old Orchard Beach. We've stayed in the same.. one of two cottages each year. We love it.. I love it. I feel at peace when I'm there, especially with my family.

Things have changed over the years. The town has 'upgraded' so to speak. Making additions, renovations, adding condos, souping the place up for tourists, removing some cute shops. With all of these changes though, it's like an old friend that will always be there and you're eyes open wide and you approach with the biggest smile on your face.. and of course.. open arms!

This view gives me goosebumps every year. It may not seem like much, but see the ocean in the background? Driving down what I call 'the hill' immediately removes any stress, aches and worries from my body. I feel it's like a mat at the front door. 'Leave your shoes here before walking in'. Well, Maine is like that. So here is my view, what I crave all year long...

We headed on down to The Pier tonight and I enjoyed a fairly new tradition. Last year my father, Charlie and I gathered for some yummy alcoholic beverages on The Pier. I had what they called 'Pier Punch'. I prayed it still existed. Well, it does and I got 2 free cups out of it! See for yourself..

Last but not least before I call it a night. Walking home I was paying close attention to all of the cute signatures in the sidewalks. You know.. when they lay out the cement and hoodlums (just kidding) decide to draw the  date, handprints or their name in the sidewalk? I truly adore the 'hoodlum' who chose to write this.. Out of all the sidewalks in the world.. I happened to walk on yours! I thank you from the bottom of my heart ♥