How Far Is Heaven?

Neighboring Fairy Houses available for rent in Cathedral Woods on Monhegan Island.

My husband and I spent the last three days out of this world on an island twelve nautical miles off the coast of Maine. The talk of the tiny town was the particularly dense fog and whether or not it would rain. It was heavenly. With no movie theaters, TV or shopping malls, but several art galleries and open studios, there's nothing to do there but read, look at art, go birding or hike through the dense forest searching for Fairy Houses.

This rare respite from reality was all but ruined by a group of loquacious lefties seated near us at dinner in our inn. I tried not to listen but they were quite loud, and phrases like "the New York Times" and "Obama never would" and "Trump this" and "Melania that" wafted over our table like a swarm of angry bees. Even worse, early the next morning on the front porch, amidst nature's abundant glory, the same group was at it again, apparently oblivious to their surroundings.

It's sad that some people don't know Heaven even when it smacks them in the face.