“It binds us and forms our lives in ways that we do not entirely understand, and yet we are unconciously dependent upon. The places you love will do that to you.”
November 27, 2011, Southport, CT: Today we biked up Harbor Road and down Sasco Hill, heading for sand and a glimpse of Southport from the far side of the harbor. Sailors were still on the water and a kayaker paddled off Sasco Beach. From the narrow point of land where the Mill River empties into Long Island Sound, the view was crystal clear, as was the understanding that this place is a vacation. It’s a vacation with a far more personal touch.