A tussle over the farmer’s market’s last rabbit leads to a dinner invitation — and mounting anxiety over who’s coming to supper.
A wildlife biologist mourns the passing of a majestic cedar grove.
On certain nights the harbor is visited by creatures of the deep.
Maine summerhouses never really get new owners.
In uncertain times, finding your way home means paying close attention to small clues.
A Mainer pays tribute to lilacs’ enduring resilience.
A Brunswick native recalls his winters watching over the town’s outdoor ice rink.
One island resident laments her seemingly endless role as hostess during Maine’s popular season.
A thunderstorm and hungry raccoons conspire to make an island camping trip a night to remember.
Spring plantings not only celebrate new life but also help us remember lives that have passed.