Maine | Bean Suppahs, Flannel, Family First
Maine, bean suppash, flannel, family first. Maine is a state that wears its identity on its flannel sleeves. For those who have never been, the Pine Tree State might conjure…
Maine, bean suppash, flannel, family first. Maine is a state that wears its identity on its flannel sleeves. For those who have never been, the Pine Tree State might conjure…
I just want to be left alone. Leave me along, just let me be. Hear that desperate plea desire uttered almost daily from Maine real estate buyers. Space, privacy, peace…
Living in Maine. These are the best of times if you accept, adjust, adapt, and creatively do the best you can with a positive spirit. When you grow up in…
Over the weekend, checked in with one brother living in Vancouver Washington because Seattle has been in the news a lot with the cornorovirus buzz. Or maybe the areas you pick up your ears on and think about are only because you have loved ones in that location. My brother told me where he lives is four hours from Seattle. The way he described the day to day with cornovirus is not so different than here in Maine.
Brother Brian ordered out food from the brother in laws restaurant a few miles away Saturday night. The Washington state place that is closed for indoor dining like our local eateries but doing a brisk take out business. The to-go food enjoyed in the parking lot with other diners 8 feet or more away. My hometown had York’s Dairy Bar that operated the same way summers. You put your lights on for service. Given a wooden popsicle stick with a number on it. The ordered food car hop delivered to your open window where a tray gets hung. The vinegar on your home made fries. Enjoy your burgers, fried clams, those onion rings made with pancake batter all from the comfort of your car.

Have one out of four children living in the same Maine home town. Face timing the first grand daughter is a comfort. Watching her climb stairs crawling and becoming more steady on her feet walking. Last night’s call during supper and with her eating a wholesome organic food meal while saying “Poppa Poppa”. Turning her head to look at the door to the farmhouse expecting I will be coming in to visit.
She and her husband sing with the neighborhood. Her husband plays the guitar as warmer weather approaches. There is laughter, crying, sharing. The piano in the home will be put to good use. Across the street is a couple where the wife is an OB-GYN nurse, a few houses to the left you find a neighborhood doctor. All comforting when a new baby is expected next month and talk of shortages of masks, coronovirus potentially tying up health care facilities is part of the media buzz. As industries retool to build much needed ventilators, masks, gloves.
He told me the auto industry shifted gears from cars to war airplanes. Cranking out with Rosie the Riveter’s help a B-17 and B-24 every fifty minutes. Using our time in Northern Maine to the most effectiveness keeps your mind off worry or despair. Keep moving in the right direction and know you are doing all you can to be resourceful and health conscious at the same time.
The ones you know and love that are expecting or had a child recently. The elderly with medical conditions you know in your own community. What can you do to help is where the bulk of the mental, physical and spiritual energies go along with living the best you can. But each day is one to begin with what can I do that helps my area and ripples out from there. It is not something we start doing when a coronovirus arrives on the scene. In small rural Maine, worrying and caring for the needs of others is what we do non-stop to conquer and survive hardships collectively. (more…)
Is your new year’s resolutions list held firmly under a strong magnet on the front of your refrigerator? To remind your daily of the new dance steps you yourself penned.

The list of good intentions that causes glee or guilt. It all depends on how things unfold this new year. Assume the position for study and reflection developing your New Year’s plan.
Or are you late to the party about spelling out your New Year’s Resolution dream for 2020. What’s that? I hear muttering about you’re just too busy, no time. Just have not gotten around to carving out a list or why bother. Procrastination is one of the most common resolution list item to conquer for many.
More time, what you long for way too much like a powerful hunger or thirst to quench.
Better use of the time is where the extra seconds, minutes or hours are hiding. Why always hurrying and out of time? Like cramming for a test. Why do you wait until the last minute to study? Is it because we run over booked lives with too much multi tasking? Or just waste the precious time we have on social media. Watching others with lives new and highly exciting compared to ours?
To become better organized and remove the junk or clutter that robs the joy. To do a better job living

within our means and developing a savings plan of time and money. Keeping it simple living in Maine.
Maybe that is your primary new year’s resolution? Been on your list year after year as you prepare for the jailbreak to get to Maine. You need more fresh air, clean water and all this wide open scenery. Lose the hemmed in feeling in the vastness of Maine.
To go easier on the internal organs and realizing personal health is up to each of us to maintain. Respect the body like it is a temple. If you feel fit and trim, that’ll help big time. To improve the quality of life with the DNA hand we were dealt from the family gene pool. What your earlier loved ones in the family struggled with or died from too early in life. You think about those people more the older you get as the years fly by at a quicker pace. (more…)
Maine's magic is all about living simpler without wall to wall people invading your personal space. And you know how clutter piling up around your home can cause stress? Or…