Finally…..

Maine winters are a bitch, especially if you have spent the last half-dozen years in Florida.  When I first arrived in Maine in June, I parked my car in the driveway and biked all over town, all summer.  I rode to the grocery store, to the park, to get coffee, and on the roads and…

My 2011

Change and loss.  Those are the two words that best describe 2011 for me. I lost my dad in March of this year and it really set the ball rolling for all the change that was about to occur.  On the last day of school, the moving truck pulled out of our Florida  driveway and…

Climbing "The Big A"

Mount Agamenticus is a small hill in southern Maine that holds a huge place in my heart.   My dad used talk about “The Big A” constantly – he loved to hit the mountains – walk, climb, just enjoy the fresh air.  I had never been to the top of this little bump off the southern…