Backwater Flats

I finished my coffee and looked at my watch. 0930. I had just driven up to my dad’s farm in Maine. The farm and most of the acreage would be...

We pushed the pedal boat off the beach and headed out of the cove. At its opening was an underwater rock field that dropped from two feet to...

The rain had just stopped as we left the dock at East Boothbay and motored up the Damariscotta. The sky above us was gray making the water a...

In the morning we’ll finish loading the truck and head north. It’s not so much a vacation as it is a working road trip. Year number three, s...

  9 June 1983. NASA was in final preparations to launch Sally Ride and the crew of the Challenger into space as Oxford Hills High School l...

 On the ride into the trailhead Rich pointed out small streams and talked of each one intimately. Some of them were less than shoulder width...

I started writing this on my way to New Hampshire to visit my daughter a few weeks ago. I left early and joined the Monday morning commute t...