The Long Journey to Your Morning Sip
Feast & Toast
Why I will never dump out another cup of coffee
An hour into picking coffee cherries, and I haven’t even covered the basket’s bottom. Despite best efforts, my clumsy fingers picked too many unripe lime green cherries when they should all be cranberry red. The usable cherries I have picked wouldn’t even fill a pound bag found at Hannaford.
Fall for Wolf Cove
Worth The Drive
A century-old lakeside retreat enters a new chapter, where timeless Maine hospitality meets a fresh generation of innkeeping.
Autumn arrives quietly on Tripp Lake.
The first hints of crimson and gold appear along the shoreline. Morning mist drifts across the water. A loon calls from somewhere beyond the dock as the surrounding forest begins its annual transformation into one of Maine’s most spectacular displays of fall color.