Life is where you find it. Like rocks strewn across Maine's rugged coast, it can at first look so simple, yet, get closer, and it's anything but. Some of us seem never happy. We are constantly on the move, seeking contentment just around the next bend in the road. Others seem so fixed. We find a point, take root and stay forever. Me? I'm rather like the latter. I'm like a good cow, roaming the fields by day but always finding the barn at dusk.