My sister and I ran away to Ogunquit a couple of weeks ago, and I got to play tourist in my own state. It was awesome! The company was great (yay, sis!), the weather was idyllic, and the town was…
The Shore Path, Bar Harbor, Maine; November 3, 2012 (Beachcombing series No.68) Well now, here’s the very last Beachcombing still life from 2012, number 68. After number 67 sat on my light table for six months I felt guilty, somehow,…
Spring is moving so fast I don’t even have time to edit the photos from one day before something new and awesome happens on the next. I may do a bunch of posts that are long on photos and short…
It must be spring because every day brings another miracle, and I feel a bit dazed by all the marvels I get to see. This morning it was a mother fox nursing her kits. This particular fox family has had…
I met a young beaver near the town dump, of all places. The stream there is broad and shallow and most un-beaverlike – I’ve only seen beaver in ponds or narrow streams that they plan to dam – so it…
Round about this time of year T.S. Eliot’s phrase, “April is the cruelest month, breeding / Lilacs out of the dead land” gets bandied about a lot, although on Mount Desert Island we don’t see lilac blossoms until late May.…
Yesterday was Maine Maple Sunday, a fairly brilliant campaign organized by the Maine Maple Producers Association. On the fourth Sunday in March, sugarhouses all over the state open to the public, offering tastings, demonstrating the process, and generally having a…
The weather this week can’t decide if it wants to rain or snow, so we’ve had a lot of very wet, mostly frozen stuff coming out of the sky. I wandered down to the Town Pier hoping to take some…
We had a nice little snowstorm yesterday. Big fat snowflakes came down hard for a couple of hours and then the sun came out and shone brilliantly on the one or two inches that accumulated. While the flurries were still…
