Ever since I was a kid and my family vacationed in Maine, I wanted to live there. The idea of finding an old home on the rocky coastline was a dream I carried for a long time. But like a lot of dreams it never happened. You know the kind I mean. The dream you have as an eight year old to become a great singer only to find out later you can’t sing in key. So…I put the dream of moving to Maine on the shelf right next to the one of being a singer.
(Photos- Ira Lippke for The New York Times)