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flight of the bald eagle or a kingfisher. Other days, we are witness to sea gulls playing against the wind or having a meal of seafood, dropped from a height to the depths below. Once in a while, Elsie the neighborhood cow commutes from her home to eat off our apple tree; leaving a gift in the form of cow patties.

I no longer wake to the jarring sound of an alarm clock. Instead, I am cajoled to open my eyelids with soft light from the windows; arising when it is bright enough to do so. We sip our morning coffee with the rising of the sun; be it yellow, orange, or bright red. Cloud formations I learned in youth are now a reality as I see for the first time, Nimbus and Stratus.

Only at Sand Point does time literally stand still. Some days, the placidity, serenity, and tranquility of the water is mesmerizing as nothing moves. When nothing moves, one is transformed to a higher level on earth; even though the feeling is not earthly. Just as quickly, the weather will change with winds from the North East, bringing with it the ferocity and strength of the ocean; creating a maelstrom that is exciting, exhilarating ,and intoxicating.

On rainy days, precipitation is blown upward in velocity. On snowy days, huge big flakes are swirled and twirled and directed horizontally. Full moon nights capture and captivate like a scenario out of a mystery novel or horror movie. On starry nights, one wants to stand outside forever and count every blinking star looking down, just like at Helium. In the short time we have been here, we have witnessed two lunar eclipses; gazing upwards from our deck in the back of the house.

Night will creep in ever so slowly; enveloping us gently, wrapping us in black warmth, inviting us to rest and sleep deeply. As we rest, the silence of the night is almost deafening. Any intermittent noise or a crackling of the house is an intrusion to our ears.

Best of all, I like being able to look out my kitchen window; watching my husband clearing the bush and trees. Storms have already taken several of our precious trees which flank the shoreline. My husband is in his element as I often kid him about his "outstanding in his field", likened to a farmer, hoe and rake in hand. Rainy days, he would put on his Sou'Wester and yellow MacIntosh, stand on the shore and gaze out the mouth to the sea. He reminds me of Christopher Robin in Winnie the Pooh whenever he wears that outfit. He is an adult Christopher Robin.

There is no need for explanation as to why I like where I currently live. My description says it all. I find as the days go, I fall more and more in love with where I currently live.

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