Paul Doiron, Author at Down East

A friendship that reaches across generations is too rare a thing — and its lessons are too valuable to ignore.

If Jeremiah was a bullfrog, he would be a good friend of Paul’s — never mind how loud he was at night.

Real talk: Maine winters aren’t nearly as bad as we act like they are. So cheer up! (And don’t close up shop!)

Assimilation shouldn’t mean leaving your language behind.

Ask any rural Mainer: There’s more than one way to wash a skunked dog. None are pleasant, though.

Sometimes the only way to explain the allure of nature is to talk dollars and cents.

No matter the evidence (or lack of it), fantastic creatures will always roam the Maine woods.

It’s the season for finding reasons to remain indoors and stationary, but one bold Mainer will no longer be deterred. (Or will he?)

Big blizzards have a way of getting bigger in the telling. Maybe it’s because they reassure us that we are not alone.

Call it a fashion faux pas, but this Mainer is standing by his utterly predictable L.L. Bean wardrobe.

Spring in Maine, as E.B. White observed, is a haphazard season, best described in anecdotes.

A fly-tying obsession helps ease the long transition from winter into spring.