Author Archives: colleen

And then its time to go. What I learned these final days: Three-year old multi-grain baking mix, white whole wheat flour, and dark brown sugar do not lose their punch when mixed with fresh buttermilk, eggs and the last of … Continue reading →

It’s a perfect day, I shouted. “Today is worth a howl,” neighbor Fred said, and he howled down Sea Street on his way to get a paper at the General Store. “My daughter wants to stop by and get her … Continue reading →

What is wrong with these people? Jonah Lehrer, riding high, invents a quote from Bob Dylan and expects it to pass. Why? Especially when Bob Dylan’s relatively few words, often cryptic and/or mumbled, are so much considered. Jonah Lehrer hasn’t … Continue reading →

It’s time for the high summer book sales report from Roseledge Books! So begins the fun. Maine books first,  and first of the first is the one with almost less than one degree of separation. Preston, Douglas. Dinosaurs in the … Continue reading →

“I’m going to retire and travel around the world.” (Pause.) “I’m going to stay longer in several places.” (More pause.) The attending bookseller hears, “What books should I read?” Never at a loss to answer unasked questions, Roseledge Books suggests … Continue reading →

What do you recommend for a Midwestern, home-schooled 14-year-old? Except for Charlie who mostly read C. S. Lewis’ Chronicles of Narnia and Spiderman comics, I am zip when it comes to kids, especially early teens. I was allowed — and … Continue reading →

Nothing beats the fun of Roseledge Books Regulars returning after a couple of summers and choosing to buy the somewhat unusual — okay, strange — books I love and so have on the shelves. For instance, Leanne Shapton’s Important Artifacts … Continue reading →

The goldfinches did their aerial mating dance this morning. Wow! The sun and breezes and twinkley water did their dance, too. Perfect. Lobster boats are tied up, waiting for prices to rise enough to make going out worth it, so … Continue reading →

As many of you know, I don’t respond to emails mostly because your comments deserve sharing, but also because typing with one short-fingered hand and weakened abs is not the good time I want to have. So that is my … Continue reading →

It is a glorious afternoon. (Check webcam shadows.) Iffy morning makes it all the sweeter. Iffy last two weeks makes it seem like a miracle. A rogue poplar is poking through the porch lattice in exactly the right spot to … Continue reading →