Lighting the Green with Spirit
Small white paper bags glowing with candlelight line the paths, each with a name hand-written in bold marker across the…
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Bath Tub Tales
No, not Jonathon Swift. (A Tale of a Tub, I read some Swift, somehow never read this one, but what…
Yee Ha Friday
Except it is raining. Except the town is filled with tourists. Except I want to get home to Otter Creek,…
Junk Mail, or Garbage Post Gets Junked
Island time generally brings to mind warmer climates and more relaxed life styles than we have here in Maine, and…
Bear Spotting
Towel on arm, mind in the future I headed for the outdoor shower. A wheezing sucking rhythmic breathing in and…
One clam feeds three
Yes, clam, singular. Dennis’ grandson Duncan, came by with a mammoth hen clam. And we had a basketful of creamy…