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  • I find myself on the shores of radically different harbors. Today I sit and watch wet snow fall in sheets. It coats the boulders exposed at low tide with a thin skin of white. In a week I'll be home standing on the sandy shores of Little Harbor. I'll worship the sun, green water, and familiar faces. Happy to leave behind this quite frozen spot on the ragged Maine coast for a few months of energizing spring drifting. Both harbors teach me. To be calm and patient as I build community and a life in Camden. The other is the source of my resilience and independence. Installed during a childhood of freedom and exploration in the protected world of Abaco. Both represent safety in a sea on youthful uncertainty.
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