Yes, another “recycled” hug from Maine. I continue to promise you new images but it’s still very, very busy here and I’ve scarcely had a moment to look at the new work I have been making this summer.
There are still a few of the intoxicatingly fragrant rosa rugosa blossoms left on a few of the wild rose bushes out on some of the islands. I find them — now, more than ever — a potent reminder for all of us to literally stop to smell the roses in the midst of our ever busy days.
Dear Friends, It’s the strangest feeling, this recycling I am doing with my “hugs from Maine" from a year ago; I sort of consider them a thin slice of personal history as well as a look back at much larger forces. I feel a deep relief and sense...
Dear Friends, Yesterday our magnolia tree’s buds fully opened, joining a host of other supremely welcome indicators of spring’s annual triumph over the last grip of winter in Maine. Mud season is also largely behind us…all of which is most especially welcome this...
Sea smoke has always attracted me; it is certainly one of the most obvious visual indicators of serious cold…of serious winter…
In this time of unique challenge, we would like to share images of Maine with you in the hope that they bring some sense of peace, beauty and continuity. We hope you will enjoy the additional tastes of Maine that will follow in the weeks ahead. Please take very...
I cannot think of a better or more appropriate time to share this image with you, The Beginning. Today divisions in America run deep, but healing has to begin at some moment and we hope with all our hearts that certain recent events will prove to be the...