Bears come in threes, I think, but perhaps this is just the conditioning of folklore. Nonetheless, I know that my third bear is in the area and will visit soon. I was not expecting my first bear. In fact, it seems to be a rule of bears that they will appear when you least … Continue reading →

On four out of five days during the past two weeks I have had the good fortune to see the same large barred owl, in the same place, at the same time. It has become an evening rendezvous. We are both punctual, or at least on the same schedule, and meet up on the Castine … Continue reading →

  I spotted a bear on my way to work. He crossed the road not thirty yards ahead of my truck, black and burly and bigger than my big dog: a Maine black bear. I was so surprised to see him, gallivanting across the road on his way to work, that I spent the rest … Continue reading →