This morning I met Fred, a human, in the Old Barn. I made the point because there is also Fred-the-dog, who doesn’t really know... Read More
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… on a late mid coast afternoon in black and white
Yesterday I headed out with my camera at about five in the afternoon and snapped and clicked lazily while the breeze blew off the... Read More
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… on maine through other sets of eyes
Our time in Maine is precious. And preciously guarded. The reality is that ‘summer’ is an ebbing and flowing timeframe each year, based on... Read More
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… on ‘hauntingly beautiful’ maine
Yesterday I posted about the absolute cool of a local lobsterman stopping by my neighbor’s dock for a morning chat. The conversation in the... Read More
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… morning conversations
Times are busy. Life moves fast. Gotta move quickly. Gotta get things done. But sometimes… Sometimes you take a few minutes out of that... Read More
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… on a labyrinth
When I was designing the gardens in Maine, working with some very cool garden planners, I knew pretty much what I wanted. Well, the feeling... Read More
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… on not dying
“Okay! See ya! Don’t die!” The first time I said that to the Nearly Perfect Husband, he nearly keeled over. Him: “That’s just creepy.”... Read More
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… on a maine winter in black and white
I thought I’d offer a little photographical palate cleanser today. It’s opening day for many baseball teams across the country, including our own beloved... Read More
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… on snow shadows
On Monday I headed up to the old Inn to get it stocked with food and warmth in anticipation of my friends Glen and... Read More
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… on the freakin’ dalmatian kitchen
I’m color sensitive. Wait. Is that a thing? Could I have ‘Color Affective Disorder’? CAD? Oh my Gawd, I think I do. I really... Read More
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… on comfy socks and… comfortableness
Uh. Ya. It is too a word. I looked it up. As in, ‘I longed for the comfortableness of my comfy socks’. It sounds like... Read More
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… on glen who isn’t a lawyer and a life-altering list
Late yesterday morning I returned from Maine with The Shepherds and my olfactory senses were happy-fied by evidence that Glen-the-friend-and-painter had been true to... Read More