I lived on the coast most of my life. My memories of places, people and events frame these stories. I always start with something true…but, I sometimes wander off a bit.
Remembering
The healthy growth of forests was a later phenomenon, he told me. When he was young, there were few trees; wood got cut for heat.
The Woodbox
While we had been courting visits to grandmother during the winter had required heating soapstone bedwarmers on the stove and putting them in the bed before retiring.
Clipper
The Cap’n might have had an almost divine sense for what would work for his boat.
REO
Spinney, a dedicated deacon in his church, took the old testament injunction to heart: “You shall not muzzle an ox while it treads out the grain.”
Light Air
Sultry is not the usual term used for days on the coast. The realtors, tourist industry, and boat brokers want you to think about cooling breezes, glorious summer sunsets on the beach, and romantic dinners at outside venues.
The Pier
It had been a stylish “Little Black Thing” before the total immersion experience.
Entangle
Unlike a three-year-old, I realized that a good captain doesn’t trust a green hand without verifying the work done and undone.
International Talk Like A Pirate Day
This is it, folks! Your opportunity to talk like a pirate – International Talk Like A Pirate Day, September 19th!
Zephyr
Nobody likes an unresolved mystery, and Spinney always held his cards close to his chest.
The Bevel Gauge
We are a society that prefers things square, plumb and regular. But life isn’t that neat
The Berry Bowl
I learned about berry bowls my first fall in Maine. Some friends invited me to go searching for the makings.
Wind on the Water
The water has much to say, but I am not always listening or capable of hearing what it has to tell me.
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