photographs and text by Brett Klein for The American Guide WILL’S GUT – Harpswell, Maine There is something in you that tells you where you belong… it’s your gut. My wife and I returned to our native state of Maine recently to escape an emotional roller coaster, which is trying to sell a 2-bedroom house in […]

from the studio of Scott Kelley The Sacred White Moose of the Mi’Kmaq, 2014. Watercolor and gouache on paper, 40” x 30”. Gluskap and the Deer, 2014. Watercolor and gouache on paper, 18” x 24”. Mategwes – The Rabbit Magician, 2014. Watercolor, gouache and ink on paper, 18” x 16”.

 from Wikipedia Samoset (ca. 1590–1653) was a sagamore (subordinate chief) of an Eastern Abenaki tribe that resided at that time in what is now Maine. He was the first Native American to make contact with the Pilgrims of Plymouth Colony. On March 16, 1621, Samoset entered the encampment at Plymouth and spoke to the colonists. He had learned his broken English from fishermen that came to fish […]

text by Jonathan Ives The semi dory bounced in the chop as I slowed the boat and raised the outboard. I was in a foot of water and could clearly see the ocean floor all around my boat. I lunged for the spare oar and tried to paddle against the cold northwest wind, but it […]

via Maine Boats, Homes & Harbors Spring in Maine. Time to plant gardens, and, best of all, launch boats. We’ve seen quite a few pass by outside our office windows on the way to various midcoast launching ramps. Owners of existing boats are getting them ready, either sanding and painting themselves, or “supervising” work at […]

share by Polly Saltonstall Journalist Alfred Elden took several photos of Muscongus islanders in the mid-1900s for Atlantic Fishermen, including this one from the Penobscot Marine Museum’s collection, of a woman standing in front of traps and looking defiant, which was what most of the islanders were at that time. Back in 1860, the island […]

photographs and text by Jennifer Steen Booher On Saturday we visited Woodlawn Museum, which everyone I know calls The Black House, a reference to its former owners, the Black family. This is a local habit I find endearing – the tendency to refer to places by long-gone names. You’ll get directions to “turn left at the […]

photographs and text by Karen Zimmerman Food, language, gardening, people, wildlife, history—the world is so full of wonder. My life skitters between them all, lacking focus perhaps, but never dull. Heading home to weed, a quick stop to chat with a neighbor set me off instead in pursuit of a watchtower. Otter Creek once had […]