The WaireHouse

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Days with no end...

The smell of the water

The whip of the wind

The sun…

Finding us...

Greeting the warmth of our insides

The sand…

Anchoring us to this moment

...this frame

Feeling the sting of the sand flies

Brisk waters

…and the comfort of each other’s presence

And days with no end

Reid State Park. Maine.