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Corona, Chapter 6

Corona, Chapter 6

Cutler is the quintessential Maine fishing village and home to my favorite hiking trail. Traverse the saltwater farm adjacent to Destiny Bay, cross two cobble beaches, then climb through the mossy woods to arrive at magnificent bold coast views.
RECIPIENT, May 3: MARGARET
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Corona, Chapter 5

Corona, Chapter 5

West Quoddy is one of my favorite haunts. Climb a small rise and you are presented with a view of our stalwart striped lighthouse, the glittering Atlantic Ocean and the Canadian island of Grand Manan in the distance.
RECIPIENT, April 26: NATASHA

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Corona, Chapter 4

Corona, Chapter 4

A kitchen table landscape. Easter sunrise in my backyard following a Good Friday storm that dumped 6” of snow. Ann’s daffodils, barely an inch above the ground, are blanketed in white. The peepers in the vernal pond remain silent.
Spring will be delayed this Corona year.
RECIPIENTS, April 19: BILL and BRI

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Corona, Chapter 3

Corona, Chapter 3

In late Fall the blueberry barrens turn vivid shades of red, orange and ochre providing the only color in an otherwise muted landscape. When I passed this particularly beautiful field on Boot Cove Road in Lubec last week the colors still remained. Soon the colors will be replaced by fresh green buds that will produce this year’s harvest.
RECIPIENT, April 12: DEBBIE
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Corona, Chapter 2

Corona, Chapter 2

The graveled path from the West Quoddy Light follows the ocean and offers several benches to enjoy the view. Turn a corner and you reach the cliffs of West Quoddy Head and the final bench where I painted. After that the path becomes a trail hugging the cliffs that drop steeply down to the sea.
RECIPIENT, April 5: DIANNA
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Corona, Chapter 1

Corona, Chapter 1

A COLD day to paint - snow pants, down jacket, and hat required. Just one mile from home Cathance Stream crosses under the road, beautiful even in early spring when the snow lingers on the banks and the only color comes from the red osher dogwood in the distance. When we moved here ten years ago I caught an 18” landlocked salmon behind the rock in the foreground using a #8 hook and a worm. Sheer luck!
RECIPIENT, March 29: JENNIFER D.
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