Some projects are so vast and expansive it's impossible to imagine. Such is the case for the massively detailed 400-page book "The Kyrenia Ship" edited by Susan Wormer Katzev (Southport) and Helena Wylde Swiny, awarded the Best Archeological publication of the year by the Archeology Institute of America. The book's cover shows a photograph of Susan Katzev in full scuba gear with drawing tablet diving on the 2,300-year-old remains of a sunken ship off the north coast of Cyprus. It took 53 years to produce the awarding-winning first volume!

I hope my obsession with reflections is not driving people over the edge. It's just that I am totally captivated by how things are transformed by their appearance in water.

Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls and pets of all makes and models, allow me to introduce “Leica,” our almost 3-year-old Labradoodle. She is full of beans, lots of energy, chases anything that moves, smells everything, plays tennis ball retrieving with a vengeance and is completely food motivated! Aside from these attributes, she is  pretty “normal” but is very attuned to her feeding times, both morning and evening. You can set your clock by her attentiveness as meal time approaches. And herein lies our dilemma.

Sunsets this time of year are pretty nice.

As the sunsets make the move from up Bath way down the Sheepscot River toward Seguin, they land, for a brief period, directly across the river from us in the vicinity of Grey Havens in Georgetown. And, unlike our power bill (3X increase), our insurance bill (up 25%) and cost of groceries (just up!), the sunsets are consistently consistent as the Earth circumnavigates. It really is a nice way to end the day for west-looking views this time of year.

Halloween for our family has always been a major event, perhaps even more so than obvious other holidays which remain more festive and universal.

We acknowledge individuals who have served in the Armed Forces from time to time during the year, specifically on Memorial Day and Veterans Day. This recognition is meant to remind us of the time many have committed to service. The number of veterans from this area is quite significant and their service reminds us of the extent to which members of our communities have contributed to America’s Armed Forces. We all have friends and family who deserve recognition for their efforts.

It has been quite a while since my last visit to Wiscasset airport. There is not nearly as much interest in views from low flying aircraft, at least fixed wing ones that require a pilot and a window that opens. Drones have taken over the air space, up to a certain altitude at least.

Bye bye Deb! Thank you for many years of mail delivery and friendship. We will miss you.

After about 16 years of service, Deb Safford will retire from her mail delivery route here on the peninsula. As Deb says, “A bittersweet decision.”

We have had the great good fortune of entrusting her with all variety of deliveries, some made in person to the front door!

It is impossible for me to list all the projects Master Shipwright David Short undertook in his 40-plus year career. In a brief chat with Linda Short, David’s wife, at his memorial gathering tribute at Bristol Marine in the Harbor, she mentioned too many projects to recall. David started his professional career at the tender age of 19. At the time of his passing, he was 62 and thinking about retiring.

If you've ever driven by, around about, or visited the Boothbay Farmers Market, you may have noticed one of the vendor vehicles -- a purple, 1958 Jeep Forward Control 170! It's hard to miss. And, gearhead that I am, I wanted to know more about where the heck that critter came from.

During the recent "Shipyard Cup" races organized in Boothbay Harbor, I had the great good fortune of yet another adventure with Captain Mark Stover aboard his 32' Luhrs _Redhook_. It's always a special treat to cruise the region's waters with Captain Mark.

If you look very closely you will not see any portion of today's photo that resembles a blue moon!

There was a choice. Go to see a "Barbie" movie. Stay home with "Killer" the wonder dog, or find a blue moon.

Every year, our family tries to gather for a week on Monhegan, but the last couple years we hit a dry spell during the height of COVID-19 and when the lovely space we had rented in the past became unavailable. Monhegan is a popular place, especially during late August when we all are able to carve out a week from busy schedules. But this year, we did it! Yay us!

One of the most special and enjoyable benefits of my line of work, which brings constant warmth to my heart, is the opportunity to revisit so many wonderful people who live in or who return to Maine over the years. It has been a terrific experience to photograph with so many interesting people.

What a wonderful treat we enjoyed at our island jewel, the Hendricks Hill Museum of Natural History (as I call it). No fancy hors-d’oeuvres, dancing ponies, dinosaur bones or door prizes, just plain and simple, worthy of YouTube video presentation, and arranged by the museum staff, led by the indomitable Bruce Joule, present captain of the ship.

Bruce John Riddell’s magnum opus has been published!

“LANDART, From Acadia to Zen” took 10 years to produce from over 35 years of work. His book is now available at Sherman’s Bookstores and Coastal Maine Botanical Gardens. It is an astonishing 260 pages of photographs, text, sketches and technical information illustrating the vast experience of Riddell’s incredible career.

Barna Beal Norton was a legendary resident of Jonesport, Maine, who, for all of his adult life, battled with the Canadian government over ownership of Machias Seal Island, a small 15-acre island off the coast. Barna felt that the island was given to him and that he owned it. The Canadian government did not agree.

Once upon a time, many years ago, in the far off land of “Sarah’s Scoops,” I had a chance encounter with Aurelien Recoing at a small picnic table. I was sneaking a nice blueberry something-or-other on a cone, just on my way home from an out of town job.

Over the years it has been my great good fortune to watch and photograph boat construction projects here in the Boothbay region and beyond. What a terrific learning experience for someone who never stepped into or onto a boat until probably age 20!

When we first landed on Southport Island (massive move from Boothbay Harbor) I had big dreams for a large garden. With a bit of a wreck Ford “9N” tractor and a rescued two bottom plow, I set out to cultivate a garden of heavenly delights – veggies galore, corn, maters, greens! The works.