

The Prinses Mia had been sailed across the Atlantic by one man.
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall


The Prinses Mia had been sailed across the Atlantic by one man.

As seen on your side of U.S. 1 heading north in Edmunds Township. It always makes us smile.

Or on the other side of the road when you’re heading south.

Roseway in port

Only a block from our house.



San Francisco has no monopoly. We are, after all, the City in the Bay.

I’ll let others swing out on that rope.

As it says on the bridge.

You can even just sit in one of the little basins in the fish ladder and let the water rush over you.

Looking one one.

Or, if you turn around, the other.

Well, this is how it looked last September.
The English colonists knew their herbs and spices, as shown in the Pemaquid state historical site’s garden. The selection includes bee balm, betony (lamb’s ear), celandine, chamomile, chives, clove pink, crane’s bill, dill, evening primrose, feverfew, Johnny jump up, lady’s mantle, lavender, lemon balm, mint, parsley, sage, savory, tansy, tarragon, thyme, and yarrow. Many of these were grown for their medicinal applications.
We never had much more than salt and pepper back in the ‘50s, at least as I recall as a kid.

I looked out from the kitchen sink window and saw this:


With the Suncatcher House in the background.