I love my little home in Boston, but after airports and cities five days a week I slow down hard – begging for salty air and simple views for miles.
A Maine summer is the best, but I can’t knock a tangerine sunset on ice. Damariscotta is one of my favorite escapes. It has everything I love in a getaway – a slow pace, watercolor sunsets, icy hues and a proud oyster culture.
This is a photo share of Maine’s wonderland in the dead of winter.