The Maine
An artful dialogue about the wonders of the state.

Sweet Equinox

photographs and text by Brian Willson Fall is the sweetest equinox here on the 44th parallel. (The other one is spiteful and untrustworthy.) Today had drizzle and fog and birds on Beech Hill. In fact, at one point on my afternoon hike with Jack, a black-billed cuckoo hopped up onto a branch right in front […]


photograph by J.P. Fecteau


text and haiku by Kristen Lindquist Driving to Belfast past the old farms on Route 52 early this evening… Windmill slowly spins. Six geese land in the old cow pasture.


text and haiku by Kristen Lindquist Suddenly it’s feeling like fall around here. I’ve been shivering all day, despite wearing full-length pants and socks for the first time in a few months. I just grabbed another sweater. Yet the golden sunshine of late afternoon glows deeply, filtering through the still-green leaves. Bundled in sweaters, mocked […]

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