Mainetropic

Blogging will be light this week, since the time has come for the annual family pilgrimage to Down East Maine.

This is a place far removed from the flat, oppressive heat of Ohio - in terms of climate, terrain, and sensibility. We're here to enjoy our family, to walk along the beach, to climb around rocks with the kids and find sea shells and monsters.

But for me there's no underestimating the metaphysical balm that comes with the crisp, clear air. There's an obvious horizon, a nearby infinity of blue, and that's what I miss most on the other weeks of the year.