A Walk with Mrs. Peel
It is a clear January morning, and the temperature outside is three degrees. The ground is white with snow that…
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.
It is a clear January morning, and the temperature outside is three degrees. The ground is white with snow that…
There are 365 days in a year. John Doyon skies one hundred or more of those days, and he skies…
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Black Friday, and we were up and out early. Our destination was not the sales and bargains the day after…
The coals in the pig cooker were snapping, the bonfire hissed and spit, our host cocked his head and said…
Hard body, graceful moves, and a regal profile – this smooth operator has moved right in, and I am right…
Christina Beebe wanted black, but granite, not metal. She looks at the sleek black Series 8 BMW. “We were renovating…
A small boat on the ocean, visibility twenty feet, no navigation system, and close to ten o’clock at night is…
An excerpt from Maine Vanities Maggie is six years old. She doesn’t drive, but she is a very sweet ride.…