A lot of it is what's in your blood. Mine is mixed with salt water and I need an ocean nearby. The traditions of New England are inbred in me also, the "down to the sea in ships" stuff. Our village was once a center for building schooners and clipper ships, and is still active as a lobstering port (ironically, I hate lobster to eat!). I love the old sea captain's homes that endure here, with their "widow's peaks" on the roof, where the women-folk would watch for their men to return (often they didn't). I love driving to the pharmacy or the cleaners, a couple of miles, and passing through rolling countryside with grazing cattle, horses and sheep. You just can't put a price on these sights and smells.
Our scenery is more quaint then awesome, as I find the west to be. I'll choose to visit there as often as I can, but to live here. Home is where the heart is.
I hope you do visit Maine someday. We had the dogs to the beach today and breakfast on the way home. We noticed that our tourist visitors were way down this morning from last week. Now the the best times start for us,with good weather and no crowds. Today happens to be my birthday, and I get to go out this afternoon on the "Eleanor," a schooner that was built right here just a few years ago, and takes a small number of people out for two-hour cruises to experience a real sailing ship.
Each of us in our own ways, and at our own life stages, is truly blessed.
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