In Town

Skunk Hour Redux

  Skunk Hour Redux: Things go bump in the Night By Todd R. Nelson Robert Lowell’s seminal poem, “Skunk Hour,” is set in Castine, Maine. In the wee hours of the morning, as the Trinitarian church bells knell and a family of skunks scavenge in the gloaming on their way up Main Street, the insomniac … Continue reading

Messing Around in Boats

Aural Postcards from a Maine Lake

  Its name alone sounds like whispering wind and the waves lapping at rocky shores: West Grand Lake. No wonder then that after three days of paddling its coves and bays in August, sleeping on a slender island where blueberries grew in bunches like grapes, it is sounds which best carry my memories of this … Continue reading