Where the Ocean Meets the Trees

Last October, to celebrate our first wedding anniversary, we went to Acadia National Park. And it. Is. Gorgeous. It’s not like the National Parks out west. It’s smaller. More approachable. And somehow, that makes it easy to fall in love with.

We hiked through fog and sunrise and sunshine and rain. We saw silent lakes and hidden inlets, and crashing ocean waves. We scrambled over rocks, waded through marshes, switched back across trails, and trudged through beach sand.

The trees were every shade of red and yellow and orange and green. The rocks were much more beautiful than I knew rocks could be. Altogether, it was one of the simplest, shortest, and best little vacays we’ve ever taken.