Where the Winds Hit Heavy on the Borderline

Having just returned from a weekend in Maine, I could not help but remember my wonderful time there during my travels. That is, as I spent the weekend in Portland, I more or less missed all of the rest of the state that first impressed upon me the magnitude of the task I had set before myself.

Whether I should have heeded the warning and forgone the vast riches and immutable fame that came with the completion of my project is a question for another time. (That is, I wrestle with it every day.) Today I am simply remembering a journey through a state that gave me far more than it took. Here are seven photographs as representation of a fraction of those days.

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