Against the Wind . . .

. . . I’m older now but not Bob Seger Okay . . . you are going to have to forgive me here. I know that we are all in different times and seasons of our lives but I am wired today. It’s not coffee. I am sitting at the kitchen table trying to get a message for...

The Crossing

The strong winds are driving the angry surf against the shoreline as I sit in the compound waiting for a late ferry.  Memories of my life on Grand Manan Island remind me that late-fall crossings are absolutely unpredictable.  I am not in control. My stomach does a...