How It Happens

Sometimes it happens that you jump in a car heading North.
And then you get out of the car.
And bam! you’re in Maine. IMG_0907
And it’s very far away from where you were.
And that feels great. IMG_0887
And the sky is so blue and the lighthouse is so lighthousey that everybody wants to be there. Including people from even farther away. IMG_0883 And also, the mailman. IMG_0890
But it’s OK, because if you were to wonder where your mail was, and if you needed to wait outside the post office for the mailman to return from the lighthouse, you could always sit on the stylish pink chairs and think about how Winslow Homer painted this landscape. And so did Andrew Wyeth. IMG_0903

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