River Arts rocks it: There is a fabulous new exhibit on the walls (and pedestals) of the River Arts gallery in Damariscotta. “Figures & Sculpture” features the work of more than 60 artists from all over Maine, including such names as Belfast’s David Estey and Rockland painter Ronald Frontin.
In just eight mid-February days, nearly a third of the sea ice covering the Bering Sea off Alaska’s west coast vanished. The loss of ice — a symptom of the changing climate as the planet warms — seriously affects the lives of people who live along the coast.
Viva, Rhodes and Garren: “Viva Cuba” is the name of the fantastic photography exhibit currently on the walls of The Carey Gallery at Skidompha Library in Damariscotta. Featuring photographs from recent trips to Cuba by Katherine Garren, of Damariscotta, and Gisela H. Rhodes, of Newcastle, this show is must-see stuff. Rhodes (and her dog), incidentally, volunteer once a week at Skidompha.
OK folks, I got a story for ya, you’re gonna love this! So I’m southbound hammah down the other day, somewhere south of Medway, and the CB radio crackles: “Coops are open in Old Town.” Well, for you that aren’t truckah literate, that means the weigh station is open.
While searching for new topics to write about (honestly, how many times do you want to hear about my own cat?!), I stumbled across the “50 Best Pet Websites for 2018,” at ravereviews.org/web/best-pet-websites.
Die Kunst des feinen Porzellans: I am back from my two-week vacation in Bavaria, Germany, where I had a great time. One of the interesting arts-related things I did – besides just taking in some of the beautiful architecture, such as Wahnfried Haus in Bayreuth, the preserved former home of the late German composer Richard Wagner – was check out Seltmann Weiden, the world-famous manufacturer of fine porcelain in the small city of Weiden in der Oberpfalz, where my son and his family live.
February is a month that always seems longer than its 28 days. It has not helped that this year we have had bright, sunny, and warm days that lull us into believing that spring is just around the corner, only to be awakened by another Sunday snowstorm. It is a good time to browse old cookbooks for recipes less familiar and sometimes overlooked or forgotten.
Are you dreaming about having a summer garden? If not, you probably don’t garden. These last few weeks of reprieve from the bitter cold winter were a blessing. When the temperature reaches into the 40s and 50s, I start thinking about the soil and what I’m going to plant – come spring.
For two to three years, I have tried to get a picture of Pippo, Kathy and Russ Mack’s dog, as he guards Round Pond from his lofty perch on their front yard. Finally, while walking by a couple of weeks ago, I was able to snatch a quick picture before he hopped down. I do believe that Pippo determines who is allowed into the village and who is not.
Here comes March and I’m ready for some warmer weather. I know March is a winter month, but I’m trying to be optimistic. I’m predicting an early spring!
Dear friends and neighbors,
I don’t know about you, but for me this last episode of snow and rain with the ensuing mud is getting a bit old. I did manage to do some nice skiing at a groomed area last weekend. However, trying to hike a 2000’ mountain with a south facing exposure turned out to be challenging due to steep, ice covered trails.
It was a dark and stormy night…
This opening line has been a literary “facepalm” since it first appeared in a overwrought Victorian novel by Sir Edward George Earle Bulwer-Lytton, 1st Baron Lytton. It has become synonymous with the Victorian melodramatic style, and the annual Bulwer-Lytton Fiction Contest, begun in 1982 as an homage to this most famous of opening lines, requires contestants “to compose the opening sentence to the worst of all possible novels.”
Art of the square: “I can’t believe it’s been a whole year since we first met at my art display at the Bristol Area Library,” Walpole artist Susan Bartlett Rice told me in a recent email. Indeed, a year has gone by since Rice’s last Bristol exhibit, and now she has a new exhibit at the same library, which runs through the end of February.
Dear friends and neighbors,
Change of venue: Nita Greenleaf’s community supper will be held this Saturday, Feb. 17 from 4:30-6 p.m. in the Old Town Hall. Ten dollars for adults and eight dollars for kids under age eight will get one a tantalizing meal of roast pork and stuffing, mashed potatoes and gravy, string beans and applesauce, and coffee and tea and dessert. Shake off the winter doldrums and join folks for some food and conversation this weekend.
The ways in which humans communicate with each other seem almost limitless. We talk, we text, we email, we call each other on the phone. We give “significant looks” to those we know well. Animals are no less communicative, though I’ve yet to receive an email from a dog.