“Access denied is opportunity denied.”

Three of our boys, newly graduated, assume their customary drinking station on the stern.

Winter is our time of potential energy. We’re not at rest; the island keeps ticking…

Love, comfort, and safety are essential qualities of life.

They served gallons of hand-roasted Guatemalan coffee, dozens of egg sandwiches and baked goods, and their Chai latte was a fan favorite.

“You have this basically open-water meadow aquifer that’s only several feet above sea level.” —Peter Slovinsky

Cheryl Crowley offers a vivid metaphor for her work in her small island community. “It’s like painting a house. I hate all the scraping. But then,” after the final coat is applied, it’s “Ahhhh!”

Hotels, motels, and inns along the Maine coast, many of which have shuttered their windows for the season, have varying reports on how well their businesses fared over the spring, summer, and fall.

Phrases like “high water” and “ice bridge” would require translation for Maine islanders.