News of Maine's Coast and Islands
Oh, how we islanders long to drive our cars directly from the grocery store to our houses.
Tufts of pink fiberglass insulation floated over the neighborhood…
Sometimes a barge works with your schedule and sometimes you wait for days or weeks…
In the middle of winter, on a tiny island off the coast of Maine, I don’t think there’s a much better feeling than standing next to a wood stove, absorbing all the warmth I want.
Do I really want to ride through “that” to go driving in “that?”
I can’t imagine what they thought, arriving upon a rather somber and not too chatty assemblage…
Island caretakers mirror steps they took in May, but with much less stress.
I stayed still, for a minute longer, to make sure my brain was capturing the positive imagery.
I felt like part of the team as I found a table in the attic for Kwami’s work surface.