Doesn't matter what age you are, but there's something about the beach in Maine that draws one's eye to the ground. As a kid I used to collect all sorts of shells, bits of driftwood, sea glass, mica, and stones. And truth be told, I still do it sometimes ~ all part of an uncontrollable tendency to create order out of nature.
I added a few more images to flickr. And lest you think I had a string of beautiful sunny days on my vacation, let me assure you that there was rain. Lots of it! It is just not that fun to photograph in a downpour (which is why they invented books, needlepoint and hot tea). Lots more to share (including a house tour), so stay tuned. Cheers.