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Saturday, September 24, 2016
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The proclamation last week by President Obama of the new Northeast Canyons and Seamounts Marine National Monument in New England protected 4,913 square miles of the Atlantic Ocean at the southern edge of Georges Bank . . .
  • On a local radio station recently a commentator stated that herring stocks are overfished. Overfishing has led to the current shortage of herring for lobstermen’s use as bait, he continued. His statement was incorrect. . . .
  • He faced his future with some trepidation. The fact that his father held his hand didn’t seem to matter. The water moved. It pushed aggressively against his 2-year-old ankles. Then there were the waves, rising up an inch . . .
  • Earlier this month, on the western coast of Wales, an onshore wind pushed thousands of blue jellyfish, called Velella, onto the region’s shore. Velella have a comb that floats above the water which acts as a sail, sending . . .
  • I encountered two men recently who did not believe that the Earth’s climate was warming. One was a mild-mannered man from drought-stricken California, the other a vehement summer resident of Maine. . . .
  • And now it’s mid-July. This weekend the annual North Atlantic Blues Festival takes place. Blink and it will be the Friendship Sloop Days, then the Maine Lobster Festival, then Labor Day and, before you know it . . .
  • What can I say? Sunny clear days, a sea breeze in the afternoon, and cool nights perfect for sleeping. It’s weather fine enough to charm every visitor to our fair state (although the lack of rain is . . .
  • Last week I attended a talk by artist Connie Hayes at the Strand Theatre. She spoke on the notion of an artist’s ambitions changing over time. Hayes showed images of paintings created during . . .
  • A casual survey of my acquaintances tells me that I am not alone. Each of us has a daily routine designed to mitigate a fact of life: aging skin. My own process is relatively simple . . .
  • OK, so it’s not very warm for the first week of May. My neighbor still keeps his woodstove burning and I am partial to wearing a thick fleece when I sit at the computer to write. . . .
  • A female turkey came out of the woods the other morning. She stood just at the edge of the open lawn, picking turkey delicacies from the grass
  • It came from beneath the waves only to overwhelm the stalwart Scandinavians! I’m not talking about the newest version of Godzilla or a U.S. stealth submarine. No, the grave menace that now . . .
  • At the risk of sounding slightly weird (OK, actually fairly strange), I have a confession to make: I hear words. I am not schizophrenic, I have not been taking mind-altering drugs, and the frenzied presidential race . . .
  • A friend of mine has an extensive collection of model cars. They are representations of the actual, and much more expensive, thing. Of course, most of the intricate features of a 1961 Corvette . . .
  • It was a boisterous crowd at the Rockland Public Library open house last Friday afternoon. Seated at a long communal table arranged in the computer area, adults and children chatted and devoured an astonishing array of hot soups, bread, and delicate cupcakes and cookies, all offered for free.
  • To paraphrase Kermit the Frog, who famously warbled that “It’s not easy being green,” it’s also not easy being a North Atlantic right whale. . . .
  • Many moons ago I had an oceanography teacher who was a fine storyteller, which was a good thing because I was a decidedly uninterested student. . . .
  • Just beyond the headlights of the car I saw movement. In the matted grasses still slightly green in this mild winter season, something was moving . . .
  • An invisible force was at work. The limbs of the giant white pine beside the house rose and fell, making ominous sounds as they did so. A roar like that . . .
  • The loon spun and twirled on the water. Periodically she rose up from the surface and flung her wings wide. She preened her feathers. She dove. But . . .
  • According to NOAA, September was hot, really hot. The agency’s “State of the Climate” report noted that September was the hottest month on record . . .