One summer, many years ago when I was maybe 10 or 12, my family went on vacation to Maine. That trip is one of my favorite childhood memories and certainly my favorite trip we took. I remember: the cool, salty air, riding bikes from our little carriage rental down to the cliffs, being amazed by the tidal pools, puffins, and lighthouses.
On this cloudy Austin afternoon, I’ve built my own daydreamy seaside home:
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