
Our dawns aren’t the only big sky display that can be naturally dramatic around here. We do get what some folks call weather.
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall

Our dawns aren’t the only big sky display that can be naturally dramatic around here. We do get what some folks call weather.

Along State Route 9 (the Air Line Highway) in Wesley, Maine.
The rugged, sparsely populated town does sustain some impressive weather, not always off the Atlantic.
With that insight from English essayist and poet Charles Lamb, let’s consider ten more quotes befitting a new year.

It’s made a huge difference, cutting our pricy fuel oil usage roughly in half.

Campobello Island, New Brunswick, viewed from Eastport, Maine.

It’s that foot-tall wall of compressed flakes at the end of the driveway that concerns me. The stuff the city’s snowplows leave us in clearing our streets.
Not that I don’t appreciate having cleared pavement once I get out.

It’s how we buy them in season down at the dock.
They freeze perfectly, too, with none of the added liquid you get at the store.


This time of the year gets her creative juices flowing. Not that she’s alone on that front.

I do find her enhanced natural style quite comforting.
Even during our briefest of light daytime.


We’re bracing ourselves, of course. Weather like this can be accompanied by electrical power outages.