There is a place near my house where does often hide their fawns. (No, you can’t hunt there – it’s too close to houses.) When a doe with hollow flanks and a bulging udder hangs around that area, we suspect that she has a fawn hidden nearby.

When I think of my favorite forests, I think of hemlock stands. Of the dense canopy of delicate oval needles suspended by swooping boughs. Of the way the light dances and reflects off the foliage, casting intricate patterns below. Of the rich scent of the forest floor, barren except for a thick mat of needles and moss.

The month of June has been a swirl of activity for the volunteers at Whitefield Library, and we are getting ready for more of the same in July. We are making plans for the return of our annual “Yard, Used Books & Baked Goodies Sale” on Saturday, July 16 from 11 a.m. to 2 p.m. at the library, at 1 Arlington Lane, Whitefield.

Originally published June 30, 1977

Nobleboro men had an active part in the Revolutionary War and special events that led to our country’s independence. Thus, when we celebrate July Fourth, let it mean more than a day off with a picnic and the evening fireworks at Damariscotta. This is Independence Day!

This spring I installed 15 birdhouses in my backyard and meadow and waited for the mid-May migration of birds to arrive. Sure enough, they arrived early and wasted no time taking up free boarding in the birdhouses. It is now June 12 and so far I have seen two birdhouses of tree swallows hatch out and leave their houses and one set of tree swallows is still feeding their just-hatched brood.

Readers of this column know that I’m from Florida, but what may surprise people is that despite growing up 10 minutes from the Gulf of Mexico, I don’t like the beach.

Hello everyone! I am getting ready to spend my second summer with my family. Time has flown by fast. It is almost the end of June. Mom says it’s cool ’cause it is that much closer to October.

The days have definitely gotten longer as we approach midsummer, but the time allotted for weekday dinners seems to shrink disproportionately. Likely because the extended daylight allows us to cram in more activities in the evening, whether it be the local ballgame or just a lengthy chat upon a serendipitous meeting with your neighbor or a friend.

In a recent column we reported the progress made from 1905 to 1925 in bringing electricity to our Nobleboro homes. The local power facilities of the Lincoln County Power Co. had been sold in December, 1923 to Central Maine Power Co. This change in ownership made available the urgently needed capital to replace the generating facilities at Damariscotta Mills that had been destroyed when the Leatherboard Factory burned in 1921.

Recently, Maine Community Foundation awarded us a grant that will assist us in reaching some of our support objectives – i.e., to engage the community with enriching activities that help develop a sense of community and well-being.

Well, we got another week in the books, and it still doesn’t quite feel like summer yet. I had an interesting experience this past week that I wanted to share. Actually, a couple of things.