News of Maine's Coast and Islands
Historically, compliments on my appearance have been infrequent.
I have fallen in love as though she and gravity were one thing.
I went back to the island to share the scary news and a hug with Elaine…
One night under a spectacular evening sky, on the bluff overlooking the Puddle, I fell in love.
Ajei looks up but sees nothing except a ragged and forbidding vertical stone canyon wall.
We found ourselves at the singularly appealing Gooney Creek campground.
I got the van warmed up and all the temperature and fan controls just the way I wanted them.
My own affection for the building dates back to the 1950s, when it was the scene of nightly bowling contests…
These traumatic negative experiences, like addiction, alter the way a young brain functions.