Dick in fine weather on a trail behind his farm.
Tag: Maine
Smoke with kitchen sunlight
Did you know about the war between the U.S. and Canada?
More officially, it’s the Aroostook War a.k.a. the Pork and Beans War or Madawaska War of 1838-39 over the international boundary between Maine and the British province of New Brunswick.
Although militia units were called out, no actual fighting took place.
Well, there was a skirmish between armed lumbermen, the Battle of Caribou, in 1838.
The dispute was settled by negotiations by British diplomat Baron Ashburton and U.S. Secretary of State Daniel Webster in an 1842 treaty.
Without getting into the myriad details, it is how the Aroostook County towns of Fort Kent and Fort Fairfield got their full names. And most but not all of the disputed territory wound up in the USA, with Aroostook County being formed in 1840.
Reported casualties came from accidents and disease rather than actual combat.
You seldom know what you’ll find in an old barn
Well, it is the premise of this blog. For the record, a lot of our junk was stored under this floor, though this barn in York, Maine, was never ours.
Here’s how they’re grown
Cranberries are often grown in enclosures like this, which are then flooded. The berries then float for harvest.
One bed stands above the other.
This is Mingo’s in Calais, not the only one in eastern Maine.
Turkeys in the wild
Here’s how they look much of the rest of the year around here. And there are a lot of them who surprisingly disappear this time of the year.
‘There were no yachts!’
That’s what many of the autumn cruise ship passengers have noted on their arrival at the Breakwater here in Eastport. As they were told, that’s because ours is a real working fishermen’s harbor. Even in the height of summer, there are few pleasure boats.
The visitors have been largely charmed by the unspoiled nature of this place, especially in contrast to Bar Harbor, Camden, Portland, or Boston, and to the welcome they’ve received.
It did keep a festive spirit alive before winter kicks in.
Community life around here has definitely hunkered down now, at least until the scalloping season kicks in.
Western sunset
Yeah, all sunsets are in the west, but this looks like something out of a cowboy movie finale. Even if it’s in Downeast Maine.
Remember for future visits
The Green Store, Belfast
has banded men’s shirts
almost Amish
before collars became acceptable
God created man and woman or
wuz it boy and girl
fit for a jungle
a place where values and faith
are unencumbered
Window in the woods
The bark siding really captures my imagination.
