Category Archives: John Clark

Like A Birch Tree

Posted on October 8, 2020 by

John Clark sharing recent contemplations in this strangest of years. Like most of those blogging on MCW, I’ve had to look at events and circumstances on almost a daily basis in order to stay safe and sane. Unexpected changes have … Continue reading →

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Purple Asters

Posted on September 29, 2020 by

John Clark with a reprint of an essay I wrote in 2005 for Wolf Moon Journal. I’m sharing it because it relates to fall and when I came out of the Alfond Center this morning after my aquatic exercise class, … Continue reading →

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Playing Virtual Detective/Absentee Makes the Vote Grow Stronger

Posted on September 7, 2020 by

John Clark on an extremely important issue right now. While Brenda stole a bit of my thunder on Friday, this issue is too important not to keep up the reminders. I’ve never missed voting in an election since I became … Continue reading →

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Looking For A Great Weekend Adventure?

Posted on August 27, 2020 by

Looking For A Great Weekend Adventure? John Clark letting you in on one of my favorite spots in Maine, one I first discovered more than 40 years ago. George Hall, Mike DeSisto and I worked together at the old Augusta … Continue reading →

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Reading Through the Dog Days Of August

Posted on August 10, 2020 by

John Clark having read 233 books thus far with some recent YA favorites to help you escape heat, COVID and mosquitoes. No matter how much I read, the TBR pile never shrinks, but that’s not necessarily a bad thing. Last … Continue reading →

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CRITTERS IN HAND: LESSONS FROM MOM

Posted on July 28, 2020 by

John Clark reflecting on generations and what they can pass on. Kate and I grew up on 187 acre Sennebec Hill Farm where we spent plenty of time outside as kids. We created hiding places on the hill across from … Continue reading →

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Ants On the Beach, Otters On the Trail

Posted on July 7, 2020 by

John Clark reporting on the 2020 week Downeast. Beth figures this was our 7th weekly stay at Cobscook Bay Cottages. This time we didn’t get to stay at Seawall, instead staying in Sunrise which, had there been less fog would … Continue reading →

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My Two Minutes In The Slammer

Posted on June 26, 2020 by

John Clark sharing his entry in the MWPS’s Virtual Crime Wave flash fiction contest. Entrants were given the following prompt and had a limit of 500 words. Despite the hints and then the conversation and then the planning, Kaitlyn didn’t … Continue reading →

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Sam’s Ghost

Posted on June 8, 2020 by

I’ve had plenty of ‘by myself’ time in the past several months. With Beth going to Belgrade 5 days a week to take care of our grandson, that leaves me, Bernie (our dog) and my thoughts. I’ve noticed I’m spending … Continue reading →

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The New Normal is an Oxymoron

Posted on May 27, 2020 by

John Clark will not bombard you with another barrage of Covid gloom. Yeah, it’s here, it’s real, and I’m slowly wrapping my head around the probability that it’s gonna be with us forever (or some crazy number like that). Screw … Continue reading →

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