The smart look of Polly Peters and Bear Blake’s 187-year-old Mount Vernon home owes to clever reuse and a generous coating of white paint.
On the evening of May 1, 1917, some youngsters delivering a May basket in the tony summer enclave of Biddeford Pool were met not with kisses but snarls.
Farming isn’t making a comeback on Whitefield’s Townhouse Road. It never went away.
A new book for young teens traces the life of Edna St. Vincent Millay.
Three decades ago, Maine’s loon population was in freefall. Now the birds are doing so well that we’re about to start exporting them.
James Abbott has an art studio in his home — or is it the other way around?
The treehouse is long gone, however, a 164-acre preserve being created by the Kennebec Conservation Trust (KCT) promises to revive Howard Hill as an urban wilderness retreat.
There’s no scallop like a Maine scallop, says Togue Brawn, who’s determined to get these shellfish the recognition they deserve.
“By late February , these guys were ready for a little extra money, and bored enough to risk trying something a little different.”
The Gospel According to Benjamin Bubar.
A Maine coloring book invites adults to get unplugged.
Recently returned from wartime duties at Quonset Naval Air Station in Rhode Island, Captain Bill Wincapaw, wearing the beard, resumed his role as New England’s Flying Santa Claus in December 1946.