President & Editor in Chief
Here we go – racing through spring on hot pursuit of summer. And oh what a summer it shall be! After all the bad weather, snow in tropical climates, mud slides, fires, earthquakes and just a round of plain old-fashioned disasters, this summer brings with it a place to stop, rest and smile for just awhile. The sun’s warmth brushes a kiss across our cheek and the playful wind tickles its magic fingers through our hair. Oh yes, I am quite ready for summer. With a few quick strides, I shall kick off my shoes and throw myself laughing, maybe not quite gracefully, into the waters of the Atlantic Ocean. We are, indeed, at long last home. For a while now, Brian and I have been looking for our new home, the place where we will settle and belong, beginning our new journey on what is to be our greatest adventure. Well, first we found the town, and then we fell in love with the people, the land, the sea, the tide and so much more. And then there was the house. There is that special moment that happens when you have "that" list of everything you want in a home, and the next minute there in front of you is a place calling you - beckoning to you - come visit… no, not visit, but come stay forever – for this is to be your new home. The list carelessly thrown aside as you enter through the door because this is what you really wanted, you just hadn’t figured it out yet. So you are missing a few closets, might need another bathroom – these things can all be added because at the core of it all this is your home. You can feel it in your heart and soul. A porch wide enough to throw a dinner party, high ceilings, windows and more windows, French doors and views from every place you wander. A kitchen to brew fresh coffee in and then throw open the doors and let the singing of birds guide you outside. On almost an acre of land in the middle of a small town, the perfection still ensues with a two-storey barn boasting a breathtaking view of the ocean. And it is just a short walk to Main Street and lobster rolls. The house has a name, a history full of characters and the undeniable feeling that you belong. The voice inside you calls out, asking, "What kept you?" and "Where have you been for so long?" Welcome home – my heart has been waiting to be here for such a long time and the home has been waiting for me to continue its journey.