Birds that are great at soaring often seem to do so into, what is for them, uncharted territory, especially in spring when they can ride warm,…
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The best thing about being self employed is that you get to make your own hours. You decide when you work, no need to ask permission to take time off, to wait for approval. The part no one…
Over the last month as we’ve walked our little black dog around the neighborhood each morning, we’ve rarely been out of earshot of the trilling songs of either dark-…
Around noon Friday, during that brief reprieve I have built into my work day, when I go for a quick walk or otherwise get out of the office, I received a text from my daughter, who was up at…
Maine’s sailing tradition, of course, goes back to the beginning of European settlement, being the only way to get here. Those early explorers and colonizers, making their way up our rocky…
Friday evening found us with a very quiet house. All three kids were off on an overnight trip with the Camden Hills High School band. What is a middle aged, temporarily childless couple to…
It has been an unusually chilly spring, even for Midcoast Maine. Snow in April, well it happens, but twice in one week? Sitting in my office on Camden Harbor, sun flooding through my windows…
Way back in that far away time of early Spring 2020, the Lincolnville Historical Society had planned a special event: Dollfest, a gathering of historical dolls, many owned by folks active in…
There are certain things that need to be done in their time. Late summer/autumn brings wood stacking. The morning when the pile of wood — thankfully pre-split these days, not tree length as…
Growing up, we had a full set of World Book Encyclopedias on the bookshelf in the front hall. I was the kind of kid who, from time to time, would pull down a volume and spend a good chunk of…
What do Oguquit Playhouse, Eartha, Damariscotta’s Norumbeg Oysters, Tucker Auto Musuem, Wild Blueberry Land, the Madawaska Festival, Nubble Point Lighthouse, Ellsworth Candlepin Bowling, Penobscot…
There is a bookshelf in my kitchen, full to bursting with cookbooks. Old standards — Fanny Farmer, The Joy of Cooking, The Silver Palate, The Betty Crocker…
Super Bowl Sunday, the great American secular holiday. A chance to gather with friends and family and watch what is typically a pretty mediocre football game. For many of us, the game isn’t…
It is a balmy 8 degrees as I sit down to write this. The first of February in Lincolnville, Maine, the ground blanketed with a nice thick cover of snow. It seems like there have been too…
I like to cook. There is something amazing about putting food in front of people you love — a warm soup on a cold evening, a plate of greens harvested from a summer garden, a custard full of…
That special time of year. The period in the middle of January where the temperature is suddenly above freezing for several days. Puddles appear on frozen driveways, the birds swarm the…
In the late 1950s and early 1960s, Vinalhaven was jumpin’. Served by one wooden ferry that only carried one big car or two small ones, it could hardly be otherwise.
…Happy New Year, Lincolnville!
One of my favorite topics to return to in this little column is what it means to live in Lincolnville. I am obviously…
With rising costs and economic uncertainty, many of us are looking to start the new year by taking more control of our finances and tackling lingering debt. But paying down what you owe takes time…
My desire is to tell you a story, and you probably won't believe it. I guess I am a story teller, but I always tell the truth. This article is about my Great Aunt Mary Christmas. Yes, it is a true…
When I was a child, every month my brothers and I would receive the magazine Cricket in the mail. Not sure if any of my Gen X readers remember this…
The culmination of Lincolnville’s trio of town events occurred Saturday with the Beach Bonfire. I say three, because these are the ones that most resonate with my nostalgic brain, though I…
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There is a fascinating history of women’s clubs in America, rooted in a history that did not often include the role of women in society. Often relegated to auxiliary groups to established…
“Exploding Lobster” by Judy Nixon. At first glance I thought the subject must be a red phoenix rising from the ashes. The white floating objects floating away above the body, feathers. I was quite…
