Greetings, dear readers. Here I am, your Marilyn Beane’s World columnist finally coming to you with news about myself, which I am still recovering from being so ill at Pen Bay in Rockport. This is the nearest hospital to where I live now.

In the early 1940s, World War II battles in the Pacific would often leave U.S. soldiers stranded at sea for days, and lacking drinking water posed a serious threat to their survival.

I’m sure if someone had seen me, they would have called the police. As it was, I had already walked around their house talking to myself, and now I was tookus over teakettle, hanging out of their garage window, my legs flailing like an air dancer trying to sell you the latest cellphone.

I was mucking around in my marsh one fall and found bright turquoise seeds floating down the stream. Beautiful! But what plant?

We noticed an article in last week’s The Lincoln County News, “Time marches on for Damariscotta’s historic town clock.”

Blue jays are bold and brash backyard birds. Their vibrant blue color and distinctive personality make them a striking sight. In Lincoln County, blue jays are common, year-round visitors. Although some blue jays migrate, many do not. It is unclear as to why some blue jays move, and others stay in a preferred location. In backyards, blue jays prefer oak and beech trees. They are also found in forest edges, gardens, wooded parks, and in more developed areas.

“Craig loves his dog.” I looked down at my notes, and discovered that I had scrawled this down, and then underlined it several times.