November 4, 2009

The Beginning

My notions of Maine have always involved L.L. Bean, lobster, bathrooms with white pine beadboard and coastal summer cottages with round French country dining tables. Oh, and snow—lots of snow. Now that I, a born and bred Hoosier, have been whisked away by my husband and moved 1,000 miles from Indianapolis, those notions may or may not change. Time will tell.

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