Oftentimes, I think we do a less than adequate job of informing the citizenry of our community of the activities and initiatives that are being worked upon by the staff at City Hall.
Why is it basements seem to be a giant black hole? If you have ever lost or misplaced an item, chances are it’s probably hiding in some nook or cranny in your cellar. And it’s mocking you every time your eyes glance over the hiding spot it’s found and yet goes unnoticed.
At least that’s my experience. A trip into my basement can sometimes be like a trip into Mardens. You never know what you’re going to find.
I drive to work these days as in a dream — a green dream. The Earth and Sky revel in life rhythms as far as the senses permit us.
As spring approaches, chilly nights and frozen grounds reluctantly give way to warm, sunny skies and lush regrowth of native flora.
In the dream, I am aware of a strange motion from the corner of my office eye. It is neither animal nor human. I am compelled to turn and whirl in my padded swivel seat.
Traditionally, once past the Vernal Equinox of mid-March, Aroostook sighs with certain confidence that Winter’s defeat is imminent. And I suppose that’s the case in 2011.
If there was ever a need to validate just how hearty County folks can be, this past weekend illustrated that point to a tee.
The first case in point came Friday evening, when despite the fact that it was a near blizzard outside, people flocked to Houlton High School to see the Harlem Superstars take on a squad of local “Dream Team” athletes made up of high school students.
Why don’t we all just openly admit that winter needs to chill out?
Traditionally, once past the Vernal Equinox of mid-March, Aroostook sighs with certain confidence that Winter’s defeat is imminent. And I suppose that’s the case in 2011.
Wintertime in Maine brings significant increases in particle matter air pollution from home heating, wood burning and even how we furnish and maintain our homes.
