Maurice “Jake” Day’s Christmas dioramas are on display at Milling Around, at 67 Main St. in Newcastle, through Jan. 5. They will be lit from sunset until 9 p.m.

This holiday season, LincolnHealth wishes to remind community members of the difference they can make year-round by becoming a volunteer.

Midcoast Humane will host its annual Home for the Holidays special adoption event on Saturday and Sunday, Dec. 15 and 16 at the shelter’s Brunswick campus at 30 Range Road. The adoption event will feature over four dozen puppies, as well as kittens, dogs, cats, and small animals for adoption. The event will be held Dec. 15 from noon-6 p.m. and Dec. 16 from noon-4 p.m.

After a weeklong voting period, the Alna Snowmobile Club swept both the Spirit Award and the People’s Choice Award for its entry in the Parade of Lights.

The Damariscotta Historical Society is still selling 2019 calendars featuring old pictures of Main Street in Damariscotta from the bridge to the Baptist Church.

For two months, the St. Andrews Village “Golden Girls” have worked diligently to make Christmas decorations for a special cause.

A small but mighty committee of volunteers helped to pull off the second annual Villages of Light celebration in Damariscotta and Newcastle on Saturday, Nov. 24.

Looking for holiday gift ideas? The LCN asked some local businesspeople a handful of questions to get the creative juices flowing. Check out their responses:

“Beautiful Boy” is the heartbreaking story of survival, relapse, and recovery in a family coping with their beloved son’s drug addiction over many years. The film plays Dec. 7-13 at Harbor Theater in Boothbay Harbor.

Thanksgiving is a time for gathering family and friends for a special meal, but some families find it difficult to afford the turkey and fixings to celebrate the holiday. Again this year, through the generosity of many donors and the efforts of many volunteers, the Ecumenical Food Pantry in Newcastle was able to coordinate the preparation of Thanksgiving food baskets to allow these families to enjoy a traditional Thanksgiving dinner.

It was one of the first sunny, mild days in March. I went to the door to let my little dog, Elliot, out. There were two cats on my walkway. One, a big, fluffy orange-and-white beauty, was rolling around on a warm flat rock. The other, a big, soft gray one, was sitting a few inches away watching her, or him.