Meet “Edgar.” When we were kids, my baby brother (okay, he’s 43) named the egret in the creek Edgar. In fact, every egret he saw was Edgar. We’d be cruising down the road and hear him pipe up, “There’s Edgar!” This version of “Edgar” was inspired by a recent marsh sighting here in Maine. Edgar sure gets around!
Edgar the Great Egret
A Few Notes on My Patterns
Hannah and I both spent the day working. Come dinner time, we felt the need to get outdoors and enjoy this beautiful day. We headed to Machias, parked and walked … Continue reading
She’s 18 today. In the blink of an eye, she’s grown up. No longer is she the shy little girl who did her best not to stand out – all … Continue reading
Yesterday was a lucky day for me. I was working at home day on website projects when I noticed one of the caterpillars Hannah and I have been raising hanging … Continue reading
The WHRL’s summer fundraising auction held over the weekend had a new feature this year. In addition to the raffle-style auction, we had a “Chair-ity” silent auction. Local artists decorated … Continue reading
The summer season is short here along the coast of Maine. For me, doesn’t feel as if summer is in full-swing until Milbridge Days, our community celebration. It’s a fun … Continue reading