The precipitous leap from summer to fall always takes me by surprise, never more than this year, when truly summery days were so precious. The time we spent in Brooklin in late July and early August turned out to be the choicest two weeks of the summer, if sunshine is the measure. On Labor Day…
It’s a summer evening at a library in Maine. The soft light streams through big windows, and the front door is open to welcome the breeze. Folding chairs are set up in the front room, with overflow seats tucked into the stacks. The librarians bustle about as the crowd filters in, greeting familiar faces and…
Since part of our group description is "all things Maine," today we thought we'd share some of the things we're planning for this summer. What we'll do and where we'll go when we're not chained to our desks. Kate Flora: For my 55th birthday, my sweet husband bought me a blueberry field in Union. Wild blueberries…