Christmases Past, Cards Sent, Exhibit Ending
39 years of making home made cards, and I cannot remember them all. There were a few lean years, years…
A personal view of life in a tiny village on a Maine island, with tourism and development encroaching. Quirky characters, an on-going nature log, and lots of insider reviews of what to do on the Maine Coast. Geographically near Acadia National Park and Bar Harbor, but light years away in attitude. Tales from Otter Creek, capital of the world and center of the Universe.
A personal view of life in a tiny village on a Maine island, with tourism and development encroaching. Quirky characters, an on-going nature log, and lots of insider reviews of what to do on the Maine Coast. Geographically near Acadia National Park and Bar Harbor, but light years away in attitude. Tales from Otter Creek, capital of the world and center of the Universe.
39 years of making home made cards, and I cannot remember them all. There were a few lean years, years…
First we harvest them. Then we cook them. Then we eat them. Then we give the shells to the crows…
After 42 years of keeping people clean, the hot showers in Otter Creek are gone. Are we destined to have…
Chaga. I just like saying the word. Maine Huts and Trails along with Dr. Max Jacobs held a mushroom walk…
That stuff can be dangerous! and in case anyone was wondering where Pluto had gone…
Storm waves changed the calming early morning scene of daily yoga and lattes to a turbulent confirmation of the power…
Every morning: wake up, stretch, head outside, sunrise salutations, hoop, go to work. So predictable. So unvarying. So monotonous? No,…
Zea Salt has hit the stores! Biting winds, icy air, uncovered hands aching with cold– it seems impossible that is…
Cutting the mustard A favorite from memory and pre-digital days, seen on the door of The Tidal Pool Hall, a…
Happy birthday America. We left the Capital of the World for a trip to Islesford on the Fourth of July.…