May in Maine finds the gardens still at their beginnings. The forsythia still have not quite gone from sunny yellows to greens and the... Read More
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… on waking up on maine’s midcoast
Nearly every morning, when I wake up, the bed covers have been kicked, tossed, and otherwise molded into a loden cloud of duvet and... Read More
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… on focal point(s)
Spring took it’s sweet and flowery time arriving on our fingerling peninsula here in Maine, and I don’t want to say that it made... Read More
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… on an awakening
There is something wondrously cool about Wait. Just to be all kinds of honest and authentic, that – up there ^ – is not... Read More
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… on another sign of spring
This spring has been a season of firsts for us here. For many, many (did I say ‘many’?) years, we were trapped in the... Read More
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… on the rand cove monster
So… yesterday. One of the things that is hard to resist, even when I am yearning for more time under the covers, is the... Read More
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… on a good morning
The little beach on the island is quiet in the early mornings and late afternoons, even in summer. But in the midst of the... Read More
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… on an awakening
There are so many firsts this year, now that Self Proclaimed Perfect Boy, Gabe has headed off to college. Some I anticipated, but others... Read More