Traveling with dogs

Dogs are such good company. I drove to Maine ahead of Cherisse---she had to wait for our house/chicken sitters to come. Neither of us wanted to be without a dog, so we split them up. Koa is in charge of protecting the homestead, and we thought Oliver wouldn't like to be thrown into guard dog... Continue Reading →

Art in Maine

Usually I have a good sense of direction, but not when I'm anywhere near Downeast Maine. Something about the peninsulas that drip down along the coastline completely throws me off. That might explain why I took so many wrong turns driving up yesterday. First I spaced out and passed the exit for Route 1, which... Continue Reading →

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