Last Summer, we stayed in Trenton Maine, with Mount Dessert Island and Acadia National Park just across a bridge. Every day when I got up I’d look towards Cadillac Mountain, the highest peak on the island and kept feeling something wasn’t quite right.
Looking across Frenchmens Bay, the waterway that wrapped around MDI, the views of Cadillac Mountain felt very comforting and I reveled in the view and scenery. But something seemed amiss.
It took me awhile to realize that the mountain was not in the direction I expected it to be, that is, it was to my south when I kept wanting it to be to my north. In my mind, the sun rose and set on the wrong sides. In Trenton, the sun moved across the sky from left to right.
This winter, while recently visiting family, we drove in to town and I had my epiphany to the mountain dilemma. As we drove in to town, numerous views of Mount Wachusett kept appearing ahead of us. About a mile from home, we’d cross a causeway of the Wachusett Reservoir and my mental image of Cadillac quickly flashed through my mind. Growing up, my hometown was just to the south of that mountain and I spent
most of my life seeing a prominent mountain towards the north.
I decided no matter which side of the mountain I’m on, the view is comforting.
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