Dreaming About the Places of Summer
Sometimes, I imagine what it would be like to buy my own place in Blue Hill. … More Dreaming About the Places of Summer
Sometimes, I imagine what it would be like to buy my own place in Blue Hill. … More Dreaming About the Places of Summer
A cozy morning here, coffee in hand, newly-fallen snow outside… I open a gift from my son, Head of the Bay by Annie L. Clough. I’ve wanted this book a long time, since I first used it at the Blue Hill Public Library. “Head of the Bay” is Blue Hill, Maine, Emilie Loring’s summer home for … More A Silver Pen in Her Hand, The Sleeve of a White Blouse
Facts aren’t just facts. Things aren’t just things. They hold memories etched into them with experience, knowledge, and emotion. … More Memories in a Blueberry Mug
Meet Miss Esther Wood. Born in Blue Hill, Maine in 1905, Esther earned degrees from Colby College and Radcliffe, taught at public and private schools, taught history at the University of Maine, wrote four books and numerous magazine and newspaper articles, and was inducted to the Maine Women’s Hall of Fame. I took this photo … More You Have the Opportunity and You Must Use It
“When your imagination suggests a proposition, consider well if it be worth doing; then, if you decide in the affirmative, bring to its achievement all the conquering energy of your will. Force the project to completion. Even when each individual cog and wheel in the domestic machinery threatens to throw up its job, don’t wobble. … More Recipe for Initiative
Were he alive today, Emilie Loring’s father, George Melville Baker, would be on all of the entertainment and talk shows. Funny and eloquent, George could sing, act, and keep an audience in stitches with one-liners and jokes. He was a Boston insider, connected with the movers and shakers of his day: Charles Dickens, Mark Twain, theater players, … More Baseball’s Original Cast: Tallymen, Base Tenders, and Strikers
Yesterday, I visited a state park where my sisters and I played as kids. It was private land then, a park created by a retired couple and shared, for free, with the public. The wife even crocheted tiny dresses onto tiny dolls and sold them for only a nickel. I still have mine. The park was given to the … More When You Share the Things You Love