This sculpture in the children’s museum playground pays tribute to a small, distinctive New England migratory fish also known as a river herring … one that’s quite tasty, so I’m told.
I smile every time I see this. Usually it’s covered with kiddies. Just look at those lips.
Actually, I bought two two-pound lobsters from the truck at the side of the road. We chilled one, which you see here, served on fresh lettuce with a side of daikon radish. (Photo by Rachel A. Williams)
If you’re going for taste over looks, the heirloom Goldie is as heavenly as it gets in a tomato. I prefer mine in a sandwich lathered in mayo and Old Bay seasoning, skipping the bacon and lettuce. One slice is the width of the bread. It’s worth waiting all year for these to kick in.
Welcome to the rocky Maine coast at Fort Foster, just over the state line from New Hampshire.The tide’s out, for now.The ocean’s rarely calm.An intertidal pool like this can be teeming with life, if you look closely and look under the rocks and rockweed.
If you look carefully at honey bees returning to the hive (and you have only a fraction of a second to see this), the legs of some are loaded with pollen, almost like a basket. Here’s one. Look for the yellow. (Photo by Rachel A. Williams)