photographs by Kathleen Buchanan

photograph and text by Karen Zimmerman Hurricane Arthur was modest by storm standards, but still not your everyday weather. Our hurricane season is officially from 1 June to 30 November, but storms of official hurricane size do not happen every year. I was born during Hurricane Hazel, back when all hurricanes were female, and when […]

photgraphs and text by John Ames I don’t like the weather today. So far this winter we have been having lots of snow and bitterly cold temperatures and that’s OK. It’s often been hard to go outside but, it’s winter in Maine and occasionally freezing one’s ass off is the price one pays for living […]

photographs and text by Sharon Kitchens I hope 2014 is already off to a great start for you all! May it be a wonderful year all around, filled with many new successes and of course lots of great food. After the first storm: Morning after the ice storm: This storm – I woke up several […]

poem by Dave Morrison Wall of fog, sheets of rain; this day has all the components of an old house – the lightning a cracked mirror, the sun a dim bulb, the wind a spirit moving from room to room.

photographs and text by Steve Vose Maine regular firearms season on deer, barely pushed the mercury low enough to warrant the through testing of my new Irish Setter 800 “Mt. Claw-King Toe” boots. However, by the arrival of Christmas, we were thrust into the deep freeze and the balmy days of November were quickly distant memories. […]

 Dear readers, Join The Maine for an adventure a day, each day of this advent season — big or small, by land or sea, with friends or solo, in image or word, exuberant or contemplative, real or conceptual. We live in a state of wonder, its wide open spaces anticipating our hope and joy. For the seventh […]

text and haiku by Kristen Lindquist This past weekend up at Baxter my husband and I were talking about how one of the reasons mountains are such sacred spaces is because they have the power to create their own weather. As I was driving down the long, winding dirt road to my sister and brother-in-law’s […]