On Sunday morning, I unzipped my tent and the normally silent nylon fabric crackled like the plastic wrapping my dad used to take off his pack of Winstons before lighting up. My breath swirled around my head, orbiting in a cloud of smoke. It stuck to my beard in icy chunks. The sun had not summited the […]
My partner in The Squid Jiggers, Dave Rowe, and I played an online concert last week on Concert Window. Thought you might like to see one of the highlights. The concerts are pay-what-you-want and completely live. We’re doing another one — with special guests — on New Year’s Day at 2 p.m. Merry Christmas, everybody!
It’s over. It’s finally over. It feels like I’ve been shooting nothing but podium people since August. Of course, that’s not quite true. But that’s what it feels like. To Paul LePage: Congratulations. I’ll see you in Augusta, soon. To Mike Michaud: Thanks for giving it your best. I know you’ll land on your feet. […]
The sky was so blue it hurt. Tree leaves, still green, we’re veering to gold. My leather gloves transmitted a touch chill to my knuckles from the autumn morning air. The gravel road under my two motorcycle tires was smoother than most paved secondary roads in Maine. Off to my right, across a rolling, open field, brown cows […]
A year ago last spring, I was contacted by a group of young, New York City documentary filmmakers. They were on their way to Maine in search of the newly-discovered North Pond Hermit. Since the Hermit was currently secluded behind bars, and not in a talkative mood, they were settling for interviews with the panoply of peripheral characters […]