De­bra Usher

Pres­i­dent & Edi­tor in Chief

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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.

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