It’s that gentle rhythm of the waves as they meet the rocks along the shore. It’s that smell that fills the air as the blue sea comes into view on the horizon. It’s that lone laugh you hear from a pair of hikers on the other side of a shimmering lake. It’s that involuntary pause before you place your heel down on a pebble path, hesitant to break the silence that surrounds you in this moment.
It’s that nothing, and everything.
Hello, Acadia. It’s nice to see you again.