Valentine Memories

We treasured this valentines day knowing that there will likely never be another one like it.

Happy Valentines Day!

Today is a day that many celebrate and unnumbered others fall into great depression over their state of singlehood. I can say that I have never been part of the second crowd, not because I have had a Valentine on the 14th of February every year, but because in my family Valentines Day was always a time to celebrate love with those who were in your life, not just one person. So, all this candy and hearts and explosion of pink around us is just a great reminder to cherish the ones we love...and really, that's what it's all about--LOVE.

A winter Sabbath by the shore and sushi

cigar smoke and an intriguing soul

We went to the shore this afternoon for the beauty and the brisk air. When we arrived at the waters edge we were met with the sweet smell of what I thought was pipe smoke. Upon turning a corner we found an older man enjoying a european cigar and admiring the view while simultaneously consuming a Toblerone bar. He had a bushy white beard, a bulky coat and fine leather shoes. David struck up a conversation with him and found out he was Romanian. I asked what he did and shared that I had spent some time in Romania. It turns out that he is well published author an student of his surroundings. He shared many things that left me intrigued, but what impressed me was how freely he spoke of his God-it was the first thing out of his mouth and the last as he prayed a blessing over us. It's not everyday that you meet a world-famous-writer that was educated by monks. He said that he had found Maine to be quite cold to foreigners and kept apologizing for his accent. We were charmed and sat with rapt attention. He kept saying that it was so amazing to meet us, as if WE were the world-renowned accomplished individuals. It struck me that everyone needs someone to listen and it is often what we don't say that draws them to us.