Miscellany / Off Neck / Seasons / The Land / The Streams and Coves

The Outer Buoy of Summer

John Keats never climbed Mt. Wallamatogus, the rusty mound of scuffed granite that slopes down to the Northern Bay of the Bagaduce River. But it would surely have inspired an ode to autumn, one late August morning when I found myself walking its barrens. Surely I was wandering in the Romantic poet’s “season of mists … Continue reading

Messing Around in Boats / The Streams and Coves

Setting Sail for Long-Ago Shores

Last week, I spent a morning in the 19th century. I shipped out on a wooden schooner named The Bowdoin, as if entering a time machine, sailing across Penobscot Bay from Searsport to Castine, Maine, with 15 high-school juniors from Belfast. They were students in an American Studies course who were learning about the Age … Continue reading