I Missed the Fiery Furnace of Fall

I Missed the Fiery Furnace of Fall

I missed it. We traded the fiery furnace of fall in Maine For the steaming boiler of simmering summer in Florida, And while I was grateful to leave the cold, I missed the paradox of deep gray claustrophobic skies Enhancing the scarlet and gold of autumnal celebration....
Would Boards be Boring? Never!

Would Boards be Boring? Never!

I have always been in love with old wood and metal objects that tell “stories.” That’s why I love my barn studio in Gouldsboro with bits of hay still stuck between the weathered Maine boards. Those poles made of spindly trees at one end where hides...
The Best Clam Chowder I Ever Tasted

The Best Clam Chowder I Ever Tasted

This is a post about a learning curve of living down east, when our neighbor Patrick brought over a clam basket that his dad had brought home. I have seen a documentary about digging for clams, and decided it was definitely not something I would ever attempt. I felt...