I arrived in Blue Hill as the sun was setting. I hurried to buy basics at the Trade Winds grocery store and a take-away bowl of haddock chowder from Marlintini’s. Thus supplied, I drove out the East Blue Hill Road, wishing I could stop at each of my favorite places but racing the clock. The … More Arrived in Blue Hill!
In another week, I’ll leave for my family’s summer cottage, Twin Pines, on a lake in Wisconsin. I feel closer to Emilie Loring during summer vacation. She changed to navy blue shorts, with a top of gay India print, white sandals, and caught up the green and gold pennant. Give Me One Summer True, we … More Summer Guests? Have Them Draw a Pig
Wouldn’t it be fun to spend a week in the setting of an Emilie Loring novel? … More Home, Sweet Mansion!
Sometimes, I imagine what it would be like to buy my own place in Blue Hill. … More Dreaming About the Places of Summer