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
I think we’ve all had the feeling of being led to something, of being called by something. It’s happened while researching Emilie Loring’s life–the urge to turn down an unknown street, and there is something I’ve hoped to find; the impulse to turn just one more page or take a book off the shelf that, … More When Things Just Want to be Found
I knew very little about sea glass until two summers ago. I had seen it in magazines, mostly pastel blues and greens, and I love those colors. I looked for pieces on beaches I visited, but Waikiki and Santa Monica yielded none, and over the years, I collected only a few, small pieces of frosty-white, … More Sea Glass and Storytelling
The Emilie Loring Collection 