Emilie Loring won blue ribbons at the Blue Hill Fair for three years running. They grew on either side of her Stone House front door. … More Blue-Ribbon Nasturtiums at the Blue Hill Fair
I wake up when morning’s first rays strike the foot of my bed. I raise my head and can already see blue sky, trees, and water. I rush to don shorts and sneakers and head for the beach. This is not as direct as you might imagine. A woodsy path carpeted with wintergreen leads to … More Open to Discovery in Blue Hill, Maine
A consequence of knowing the history of a place is that, when you see it in the present day, each place, each structure, has two meanings–what it is today and what it was like before. This week in Blue Hill, Maine, I’ve delighted in the present. The weather has been lovely. Even the few rainstorms … More Then and Now in Emilie Loring’s Blue Hill
A surprise discovery about Emilie Loring was when I learned that she was born right after the Civil War. I thought that was a time when girls were raised to be less independent, to accept subservient roles in marriage, and only to work outside their homes when finances absolutely required it. That didn’t fit with … More Forward-thinking Women and a Delicate Balance
She had the end of a thread to a mystery in her fingers. If she kept pulling and following it must get her somewhere Emilie Loring, Uncharted Seas In my case, it started with a podcast. “Extreme Genes” this week encouraged genealogists to search eBay for family heirlooms, and that search led me, as it often … More She had the end of a thread…
It will come as no surprise to longtime readers of this blog that I am an archivist at heart. A Christmas present from my son gives me a new way to act on this. Using this light tent, I am photographing the artifacts in my care. Next, I will record their stories to print with … More Artifacts and Memories: Goodbye to 2020
Did you memorize something as a child that you enjoy reciting now? … More And miles to go…
