Tag Archives: Life Downeast
Clamming …just something we do in the mud, Downeast
I have a deep admiration for clammers. It began when I apprehensively ventured out onto the clamflats to try capturing a few of these mollusks. That experience fostered an appreciation for this ancestral food gathering skill and for those that spend their days moving mud. Trust me, clamming is hard work. By definition a clammer […]
One Life Downeast …Joe McBrine
“We are known for helping each other—across town lines, or whatever it takes. If someone needs help, the help comes quick and in many ways,” says Joe McBrine. A Maine game warden, McBrine sees in his job and in the place he lives that people are the common denominator when it comes to community. “Very […]
Eastport, an ever-evolving city of brick, light and shadow
A friend of mine visiting Downeast for the first time mentioned shortly after arriving that he noticed a drastic change in the air and in the light. Paraphrasing, he commented, “The air is tinged with the scent of salt, and the light is brighter. Everything here seems so different, even the shadows appear out of […]
Finding E.B. White’s Maine
One of the first books I discovered while vacationing in Maine many years ago was One Man’s Meat by E.B. White. I was certainly aware of his children’s books, like Charlotte’s Web and Stuart Little, but I never knew about his vast output of essays forThe New Yorker. Nor was I aware of his finely crafted musings […]
Finding a smile while remembering a ‘silly old bear’
God, Thoreau, and a mountain named Katahdin
To climb Mount Katahdin is a priority for many people living in Maine. Some people believe it is an official rite of passage and that until it is done you cannot consider yourself a true Mainer. Katahdin, the highest mountain in Maine at 5,267 feet, was given its name, which means “the greatest mountain,” by […]