We roasted some coffee beans at home recently.
The Northern Catalpa sheds it's huge leaves not unlike the whomping willow in Harry Potter, all at once at the first frost.
The best mask sign I've seen so far...at The Great Lost Bear.
Minding the grill on my favorite holiday.
I must have biked into a wormhole. Or, more likely, someone has a vintage car habit.
It's good to get out exploring. We found an old quarry hidden only one mile from our house.
The sun carves such a shallow arc through the northern winter sky that it is necessary to get out and savor it as much as possible. Here it rises over House Island in Casco Bay, as seen from Fort Allen Park.
I won't use the phrase jump the shark, but it seems the Maine beer scene has gotten so saturated that we're running out of names. This Mast Landing beer is a particularly clever attempt to stand out on a crowded shelf.
We took in the Folkland exhibit at the Portland Public library, featuring this excellent piece "STRAPPED".