It’s the 200th anniversary of Maine’s epically cold “year without a summer.”
Lawrence Lord has amassed a collection of iron tractor seats that he diligently scrapes, repaints, and displays in vivid grids on the walls of his two-barn museum.
As the Portland Pirates leave town, a former player remembers the team’s swashbuckling first season.
A native Mainer bares all on a 40-day survival challenge.
At Hinckley’s old-school L.C. Bates Museum, one of Papa Hemingway’s sporting trophies needs a little work.
Will the Gazetteer survive its techie new owners?
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.
Stamp-happy Mainers celebrate the centennial of Maine Postcard Day (surely you’ve heard of it).
Opinions, advisories, and musings from the length and breadth of Maine.
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Foghorns will likely sound less often on the Maine coast this year. For some, the nostalgia is already as thick as pea soup.
By winter’s end (even in a weirdly warm year like this one), we Mainers have gotten pretty good at making our own fun. And what better way to entertain ourselves (and salute the spring) than with a friendly wager on when the ice will disappear on the nearest lake?