News of Maine's Coast and Islands
More than a decade ago, my husband Bill and I were at a crossroads.
She assumed they now lived on North Haven full time, and was disappointed to find they would leave in August.
The dilemma of the music teacher is that sometimes there aren’t enough hours in the day for the music teacher to also play music.
Eight years ago, as a symbol of our intention to stay on North Haven indefinitely, I bought apple trees and asparagus crowns for Bill as a Chanukah present.
Soon the whole group was smiling, sometimes out of fun and sometimes with mild embarrassment...
Isolated, out in the ocean… germs can spread faster than butter on hot toast.
We met a few times, and a member worked with the school board to un-gender our single-occupant bathrooms…
And sure enough, it was—a friend from the summer community, instantly recognizable from his trademark hat and brindled dog.
As I’m writing this column, the sky is monochromatic and flat.