
Gnarled trunk on a trail at West Quoddy looks like a living gargoyle.
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall

Gnarled trunk on a trail at West Quoddy looks like a living gargoyle.

At the lower fish ladder.

do Fresnel lenses ratings run
up (from lowest)
to top, five (for highest)
or the other way around?
Turn’s out 1 is the strongest
5, the least

what are the others really thinking
or observing under their cheerful banter?

Those are salmon pen farms, should you be interested.

And that’s the point, in Cobscook Bay.

Cedar in Whiting, Maine

Working the toilet is an art … as for showers?
I’m getting the swing of it.


Last leg, motoring toward Camden
the cabbage with the corned beef last night
has done a number on me
we’re all in the same boat
for now
A state park right in our small city set upon Moose Island has some marvelous side trails. And to think, the site nearly became a stinky oil refinery. Hats off to citizen action!



This Coast Guard cutter at the Breakwater demonstrates just how much our waters can change in five or six hours.

