We lived for ten years in small towns in Maine, but have gone back summers for several weeks for forty years. In many ways Maine redefined our life. If you “Load more posts” down through to the earliest entries in Maine Tales, you will find some of this story in multiple chapters.
MAINE TALES
Visitation
Decades ago, the first time I watched a moose swimming on Webb Lake in Weld, Maine, I had no idea how to help the poor thing out in the middle of a near mile wide stretch of water. If it started to founder and go down, I’d never get it into my small canoe, and a moose may not understand I’m…
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Late September on Old Orchard Beach
Cold. Penetrating deep cold, but exhilarating. On shore wind as the air rises over the still warmer land, and the ocean air rushes in to fill the vacuum. Cleansing. Lung filling. Soul filling. A sharp breeze comes over the water picking up moisture and is scrubbed as it comes. The air streams around and over Bluff and Stratton Islands in the…
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Maine Anecdotes
Familiar ground and old friends go together. Maine will always hold a unique place in my heart.
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Summer Kitchens
Visits to Webb Lake in the Western mountains of Maine are precious to us still after fifty years of them. Ever ancient, always new.
The Northern Appalachians were thrust up in the collision of two tectonic plates over 400 million years ago.
I wasn’t here for the beginning, but love the evolving outcome.
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