Being with family at our house on Rutherford Island is something I need, something my whole body seems to yearn for all year. I love sitting on the porch and talking as the sun goes down. I love walking the island roads with my dad and his dog. I love talking with Mom as she cooks in the old kitchen. I love the salty Maine air and the view from my bedroom window.
I love walking in the woods with Tina, a friend from childhood. Our old souls seem to communicate with each other without words.
Ahhhhhhhhhh. What a blessing this place is to my family and me. Thank you, God.