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I know I promised to suggest more book titles with a sense of coastal Maine, and I will, but who could pass up a teaser headline like this one:                        Hip-Hop … 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 →

Always exciting, Charlie found a Tenants Harbor connection to the mosquitoes-must-die works of artist Dennis Asbraugh who, after suffering through dawn’s mosquito welts while watching local lobsterman head out, went back to his TH cottage and built wonderful mosquito killing … Continue reading →

It’s a slow summer on Sea Street. Not many cottage renters, boaters, or even Tenants Harbor regulars are walking by, which means only that Roseledge Books sales are few and precious and that I miss you all. Today is warm, … Continue reading →

It’s really raining at the moment. (See webcam.)  Cozy indoors with no leaks, a change from years past. Millie and I will spend the afternoon artfully arranging books for your appreciation, but you have to come to fully appreciate the … Continue reading →

Yes, the scene-stealing, invasive euonymous is no more.  (Webcam alert!)  Okay, the newly viewable rocks are befogged, but, as Mainers note, just wait a minute.  And the telephone line no longer rubs the tree branches and moans. Or maybe the … Continue reading →

We were quarantined again.  Fortunately, Day Brighteners were not.  These are some of my favorites. Forever lattes!  Charlie has a new phone which means that, with the Starbucks’ mobile app he can now upload, he can always pick-up lattes, even … Continue reading →

Information comes and goes. The how of it? Nobody knows. I care. This is not a post for everyone, maybe not for anyone, but the post is true to its title.  I have been thinking, again, about the flow of … Continue reading →

I thought Charlie and I had found our neighborhood coffee-house, a part of settling in. We tried the latte at five places. We sat inside and outside and checked for noise, proximity, and wheelchair-amenable spaces, tables, and entryways.. We found … Continue reading →