News of Maine's Coast and Islands
The island can be stifling, like a strong hug that at first is comforting but is too tight and lasts too long.
Some of my best moments this year have been impossible—and perhaps more memorable because of it—for me to capture in a photo.
“Bones!” a student exclaimed. “More bones!” another echoed.
Islanders are not afraid to speak of the obvious uncertainties of the future.
There is camaraderie in shared experience, even if it is just being fed-up with the lack of sun.
There was something magical about arriving at this aural consensus…
I was told that meeting at the ferry landing was a common pastime on island, especially for the old timers, and I immediately knew that this was a tradition I would be happy to participate in...
I can see the lights of Portland as I walk the mile home from the ferry at night.
My first draft of this piece was terrible. I wrote a nondescript, short essay about projects I was working on...