Photo and text by ML, China, Maine
Sears Island is known for its serene beauty, offering a perfect escape from the hustle and bustle of daily life. For many, it’s a haven of tranquility, where the rhythm of the waves and the calls of native birds create a peaceful symphony. For me and my young son Eli, it’s also a place of adventure and discovery, a cherished spot where our love for tide pooling and bird watching intertwines.
I’ve been coming to Sears Island for years, and it never ceases to amaze me. The peacefulness here is unmatched, and it’s always a joy to share that with Eli. But this one day in late June, as we explored the island’s rocky shores, we stumbled upon an extraordinary find—a Native American ax head.
The day had begun like any other, with Eli eagerly sifting through the tide pools, his small hands uncovering hidden treasures among the seaweed and rocks. The tranquility of the surroundings and the gentle splash of the tide were as much a part of our ritual as the discovery itself.
The ax head, partially buried in the sand, was a striking reminder of the island’s deep historical roots. Its surface, etched with ancient patterns, told a silent story of the Native Americans who once inhabited this land. We marveled at the craftsmanship, each detail revealing the skill and artistry of its maker.
Sears Island, with its rich tapestry of sea life and native birds, had always been a sanctuary for us, a place where we immerse ourselves in nature’s beauty. This discovery was more than just a moment of excitement; it was a poignant connection to the past, adding a new layer of significance to our visits. This artifact, though small in the grand scheme of history, was a testament to the island’s enduring legacy and our personal connection to it.
We carefully cleaned the ax head, planning to contact a local museum to ensure the artifact would be properly preserved and appreciated by others.
Bird watching, another cherished pastime, offered its own rewards that day. As we examined our find, a group of puffins, with their vibrant beaks and playful antics, made their presence known. Their arrival seemed to celebrate our finding, adding to the sense of wonder and connection that pervaded the day.
Moments like these make our time here so meaningful. It’s not just about the peaceful environment but also the rich history and the living, breathing nature that surrounds us.
As the sun set over the island, casting a golden glow across the water, we walked back along the shoreline, our hearts full. The island had once again offered us more than we’d hoped for—a bridge to the past and a deeper appreciation of the natural world we so dearly loved.
For those who seek solace and wonder, Sears Island remains a haven of discovery and tranquility. As our experience shows, even the most familiar places can hold surprises that enrich our understanding and deepen our connection to the world around us.
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