Though I have an undying lust for travel and the newness of foreign lands, vacationing in Maine remains an exception to that rule. The perfect timelessness and the way so little changes year after year, save for our ages creeping upwards, make this town the only place I need to be to complete any summer.
Returning each year, I am forever soothed by the unchanging town and traditions:
The beach is still stunning.
The water is still freezing.
Local Maine blueberries are still wonderfully sweet.
The movie theater still plays one film an evening, selling tickets in an old-fashioned outdoor booth.
Produce is still abundant, vacation or not.
The river bridge still allows boats to pass through with the use of a simple, hand-operated system.
The restaurants are still divine.
The beauty is still magical.
What is timeless in your summer?