Call it a fashion faux pas, but this Mainer is standing by his utterly predictable L.L. Bean wardrobe.
Ask any rural Mainer: There’s more than one way to wash a skunked dog. None are pleasant, though.
Spring in Maine, as E.B. White observed, is a haphazard season, best described in anecdotes.
Sometimes the only way to explain the allure of nature is to talk dollars and cents.
A fly-tying obsession helps ease the long transition from winter into spring.
Losing power suggests a more cosmic change in one’s relation to the natural world. There are so many ways we can find ourselves powerless.
A hit reality TV show has turned Maine game wardens into unlikely celebrities. By Paul Doiron Photographed by Jennifer Smith-Mayo My bulletproof vest weighs…