Only twice in my life have I been able to visit this state — both times I stayed close to the coast.
Oh, it’s a beautiful coast. Imagine you are in a sailing ship, and the man in the crow’s nest announces land is within sight. A welcome sight. Perhaps it has been weeks since you last saw trees and rocks. Or, if your route to here skirted landmass to the North, only days.
The Maine Coast welcomes travelers from the Atlantic Ocean. Bays, coves, and places to drop anchor and take the launch ashore. I can picture the men seeking a source of fresh water. I wonder if the early arrivals were aware of the winter weather?
Immigrants have been arriving in North America for centuries. For most of us, it’s not a question of “if” our ancestors immigrated. A better question is “when”.
In the sweet historical romance, New Dreams, the year is 1851. Literal boatloads of people were arriving from the German states and Ireland. Read about one pair of Deutsch — a young baker and a thief seeking to reform. More information at the link. https://amzn.to/3vWydWE
