Ogunquit, 1947 Ogunquit, Maine is a vacation beach town. In 1947, it was both salve and inspiration for Emilie Loring. Her husband, Victor, had died in February, and when summer came, she didn’t have the heart to go back to an empty Stone House in Blue Hill. But the call of Maine was still strong. … More Retracing Emilie Loring’s Steps in Ogunquit, Maine
Please come for tea and celebrate Emilie Loring’s 160th birthday! You are cordially invited to our annual Emilie Loring Tea. As always, the time is 4:00 p.m. in your time zone, but feel free to have yours a little earlier or later, as it suits your plans Enjoy your tea! Enjoy your “tea” (or what … More Celebrate Emilie Loring’s 160th Birthday Tea
Boston Aahhh, Boston! First sights let me know I’m really here. I’ve come to work–one day at Boston University’s Howard Gotlieb Center and two days at the Boston Public Library. I can play later. Howard Gotlieb Archival Research Center I snap quick photos of Boston-ish sights on my way to the archives, but the rest … More Back to Boston: Archives and a Wish Fulfilled
I hope you’re all staying high, dry, and safe in these spring storms. I am in Kansas, knee-deep in projects, indoors and out, and scampering to be ready for summer travel. Scope for the Imagination Soon, I will head to my family’s little Wisconsin lake house which is thick with memories of my sisters and … More Kickstart Your Imagination with Emilie Loring’s Inspiration
Greetings after a short trip to Boston and the Cape (yay!) and some weeks afterwards to manage my mom’s hospitalization and recovery. I expect this pattern to continue, so I will write as I am able and invite any of you to submit guest posts for us to read in between times. Let me know … More Remembering Our Revolutionary Heroes: Ancestral Stories for July 4th
I got my first library card at the Tempe Public Library, on the corner of 5th and Myrtle. I remember entering that evening with my family, selecting my first books, and celebrating at Dairy Queen afterwards. In a family of readers, it was a rite of passage. At right and left of the fireplace rose … More Libraries, Those Wonderful Places!
And the fiery whirlwind, fierce and vastHurried away in the mouldering past. “Ashes of Roses,” George M. Baker The Great Boston Fire of 1872 started in a six-story granite building and burned through downtown Boston for two days, destroying 776 buildings over 65 acres. Eleven firemen and fifteen civilians were killed. The monetary loss was … More Ashes of Roses: Hope Amidst Destruction
