March 29, 2020. The first deer returned. I don’t remember them ever coming back from winter grounds in March, even in the mildest of winters. It was mild this year and I’ve been looking for them, hoping. I’ve missed their presence. Washing dishes while looking at an empty food plot…
“Birds are singing!” An announcement on the Maine Gardening group this morning sent me to the back porch to listen. Long wool sweater, the kind 70 year old writers who drink bourbon and hole up in their dark library to Awrite wear, would keep me semi-warm. It’s old and comfortable…
Bald eagles of Magurrewock Marsh have nested on a man-made platform in in Moosehorn National Wildlife Refuge in Baring, Maine since before we moved to the area in 1989. In that time eagles successfully raised eaglets that fledged, had eggs that didn’t hatch, eggs that hatched but an eaglet died,…
It was barely light enough when I woke to see that the sky was foggy. It’s February and though daytime temps have been in the 50°s a few times, it was below freezing. I got out of bed, made coffee, pulled my hair up without the aid of a brush,…
Deer stands – not something we think much about this time of year in this part of the country, but in other areas, those warm spots down south, they’re still climbing into them. Like Maggie Boineau, author of Camo 365 and a lovely all-around outdoorswoman, I wonder about the stories…
Thelma’s gone, and Louise is looking for her. Thelma and Louise, two nearly 15 year old Indian Runner ducks that were the start of my runner flock. This is Thelma, taken two springs ago. I’ve been expecting her death, watching for it, looking out the window to check on her…
We didn’t have lemon squares growing up. It’s one of the few things Mum didn’t make. She’d have loved them. Or at least I think she would have. Making them seemed a little daunting at first. Make the base. Blend the lemon top. Bake it again. What if I over…
I didn’t know what to title this entry until this minute. It’s been a week since I resigned from On The Fire, a cooking show I enjoyed. Chef Robin doesn’t exist on the show once the segments I’ve already recorded have run out. Nobody This story is very personal. It’s…
Venison. Tacos. Soup. What’s not to drool over. Put the three together on a cold winter day, and I’m a happy girl with a bowl of Venison Taco Soup. I used ground moose for this recipe. It also works well with deer, caribou, bear and other ground wild game, and…
Mid-January. It’s time for Honey Fried Fish. The ice started forming early this winter, and ice fishing looked promising for the January 1 opening day. Hopes were dashed when the temperature rose and the wind kicked up, taking the ice out. It’s back but the Maine Warden Service pilot flew…