Moles or voles? It is confusing. But knowing who is who helps us live well with our small furry neighbors. This was their land long before we thought it was ours!
Painting in snowstorms: Samantha Merrill held up a small acrylic painting of an ocean scene. “This I painted during a snowstorm when I had nothing else to do. I wanted something with waves and it just kind of happened,” she told me recently.
Elmer Tarr, according to his wife, Gerry, “loved everybody, and everybody loved him.” In his 87 years of life from 1916 to 2003, Tarr loved his community and was very active in enriching the lives of others in Bristol and beyond. He served in the U.S. Army in World War II, built houses, served with and led the Masonic Lodge, became a Bristol Lion, and shared his skills with the Shriners, the Bristol Footlighters, and Habitat for Humanity, to name a few of his many interests in addition to raising a family with his wife.
Loving the LC arts scene: I am on a roll. Or, rather, Lincoln County’s arts scene is on one.
Unfortunately, I must inform you that as of Tuesday, April 17, we are no longer accepting any #1 or #3-7 plastics. These plastics must now go in the trash. In order for the changes to have been successful, the plastics we sent had to be free of contamination by other plastics. This did not happen. From this point on, we will only be recycling rigid and #2 plastics. Thanks to all of you that tried to make the new process work.
Fear can consume us and directs our thoughts, words, and actions. Knowledge reduces our fear; the more we know about something, the less we fear because we have some control over how it may or may not directly affect us — like ticks, the diseases that they carry, and the many ways we are exposed to them.
If you’re anything like me, you despise ticks. Not just because they’re arachnids and have too many legs to be up to any good, but because they spread diseases that are unpleasant for humans and animals alike.
Downtown lowdown: Things are quickly heating up on the downtown Damariscotta art scene. In my last column, I wrote about amazing artist (and very nice person) Phoebe Dean, who recently began working at Buzz Maine. Now, I am just as excited to tell readers about self-taught Thomaston wood artist Rob Jones and his wife, Barbie Jones, who opened Wooden Alchemy last Wednesday, April 4 in the Main Street space formerly occupied by River Gallery.
Recently, there was an article in the Portland Press Herald on the Cold War of the 1950s. It was triggered by the fairly recent false alarm of a nuclear attack on Hawaii. This caught them by surprise, not knowing what to do. Sixty years ago we would have known what to do.
The month is April — so it must be spring! The snowbanks around Hodgdon Green, the assisted living home in Damariscotta, as well as parking lot piles of snow throughout town, are reducing in size, and here and there, crocus, snowdrops, and other early birds are blooming. How welcome!
Extra! Extra! Read all about it! An early morning bank robbery occurred in the quiet town of Bristol (aka New Harbor). What a way to stir up a bit of excitement after a long winter’s nap!
Getting to know Phoebe Dean: Delightful barely begins to describe my recent experience of spending time talking with 21-year-old self-taught artist Phoebe Dean. In addition to being very accomplished in the art of drawing, Dean is also a barista at downtown Damariscotta coffee bar and co-working space Buzz Maine. She is the one responsible for making the cool-looking new signage tacked onto the front counter at Buzz.
Hope all had a great Easter. At least the weather was pretty fair!
I got to ponderin’ on the good old days – for me that was the ’50s and ’60s – and what Easter was all about.
I am a secondhand child of the Great Depression. I experienced this period of American history only through the habits, hand-me-downs, and twice-told stories of my parents. Yet there is an inborn abhorrence to waste of any kind that has surfaced in me throughout my lifetime.
Spring programs are popping up like daffodils here at Skidompha Library.