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Bambi Go Home

Hello again from Sarah Graves, thinking today about innocent woodland creatures. Who belong, you should excuse my saying so, in the woods. Or if they eat up, befoul, and generally infest Eastport for very much longer, on my plate. I mean … Continue reading

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Dig Dig Dig

Hello again from Sarah Graves, writing to you from the farthest northern reaches of the Arctic Circle…no, wait, I’m still in Eastport, Maine. It only feels like the Arctic north, partly due to the 47 inches of snow we got … Continue reading

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Bullet Points

We had a burst of winter here in Eastport, snow all day and plows rumbling by outside. It’s a different place now from the one summer visitors experience, and in its way just as lovely. You can’t see him but … Continue reading

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December

Hello again from Sarah Graves, writing to you from Eastport, Maine where the last rose of summer has created rose hips like those at left, as big and juicy as Bing cherries. I always plan to make rose hip jam … Continue reading

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Wits’ End

The title of this post illustrates one of the things I like most about writing. Predictably for a kid who was taught to write by the nuns, using that soft paper with three lines on it (two solid ones and a … Continue reading

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The Tourists are Coming! The Tourists are Coming!

Well, and the summer people, too. Squads of them, cars and trailers and campers full, all of them with lobsters and blueberries on their minds and (let’s face it) money in their wallets. Not that we year-rounders are envious, or not … Continue reading

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Hello Again from Eastport, Maine

  Hello again from Sarah Graves, writing to you once more from Eastport, Maine. It’s been a long, cold, dark winter here, and quiet as an abandoned house, but now we are waking up: to mud when it’s raining, which it has … Continue reading

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