Another Season in Ogunquit Begins


A tiny and quiet start to our long weekend in Ogunquit is provided by these flowers – each of which is no bigger than the nail on my pinky finger. They are likely missed by most walkers on the Marginal Way, but I know where to look for them, and they’ve lingered there for the better part of a decade. How something so small and delicate-looking can be hardy enough to survive the wilds of the Maine coast is a wonderful mystery of the world.

They flutter in the wind, yet never falter, and their beauty is hidden among the rocks and roughly-hewn junipers. They signify the start to summer in a seaside resort town, and in their quiet, soft-spoken whisper, they are the perfect beginning to our lazy weekend in Ogunquit.

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