Maine Episcopal Summer Chapel Tour: Trinity Chapel, Kennebunk Beach

Wayne and I took a scenic drive to Trinity Chapel in Kennebunk Beach which is a seaside community filled with gorgeous Victorians and wood shingled cottages. From the church website: “We have a ten week summer season, starting the last Sunday of June and saying Goodbye on the first Sunday of September. The chapel is open every day from morning to dusk, for quiet contemplation, or a noisier visit by KBIA campers. Dogs and sand are ok too. All are welcome, all of the time. The chapel is always tucked in for the winter, to open again in the spring, and by special arrangement at other times.”
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Lobster at Rising Tide/Pine Point Fisherman’s Co-op, Scarborough

After church yesterday Wayne and I went to Rising Tide for celebratory lobster to celebrate my 23 years of sobriety. We thought we were playing it smart by going between lunch and dinner so that we’d be able to get a table in a reasonable period of time (or a table at all!), but we almost had to turn around! Dozens of cars were illegally parked by beachgoers taking up the parking spaces intended for the boat launch and business. Scarborough police left so many tickets that they had to call backup to bring more! Continue reading “Lobster at Rising Tide/Pine Point Fisherman’s Co-op, Scarborough”

Out Picking: Falmouth, Maine Lion’s Club White Elephant Sale & Auction

I was first in line today, and my shadow shows the silhouette of my canvas tote that I brought in anticipation of filling with a few goodies. This is a very big annual event with a gigantic “White Elephant” sale that begins at 8:00 a.m. and a half-day long auction of furniture, antiques, boats, cars, and whatever other donations they received. Continue reading “Out Picking: Falmouth, Maine Lion’s Club White Elephant Sale & Auction”

Screaming in the Old Port

I’m about to head to bed after a “big night” out on the town, ha! Long gone are the days when my nights in the Old Port were just getting started at around 10:00 p.m.! Before Wayne got into the marine industry he co-owned a popular Portland restaurant and bar in the 1980s, so he has had his fill of late nights, too. Continue reading “Screaming in the Old Port”

My First Blog Post!

How exciting! My first post on my new blog on Easter morning!

Here are some of the things I’ll be blogging about:

The Maine Historic Seasonal Episcopal Church Tour

Maine is home to over a dozen Episcopalian churches that are only open for the brief and magical summer season, many of which are on an island, nestled in the woods or right on the coast in charming seaside communities. Wayne and I are planning to take trips to visit and worship in about eight of them this summer. Even if you aren’t religious, the architecture, history and settings of these churches are stunning from the pics I’ve seen. I can’t wait to witness them in person and share our serene summer Sunday getaways here!

The Working Waterfront

The Old Port, Portland, Maine

Wayne is friendly with interesting people who make a living from the sea. Perhaps we’ll see first-hand what it’s like to work as a lobsterman!

Traditional New England Cooking

Margaret Chase Smith Blueberry Cake (made gluten-free)

My favorite cookbooks are those from Maine kitchens, churches, civic organizations written prior to the 1970s.  I’d like to share some of those recipes along with my own creations.

My Memoirs of Struggle and Recovery in Maine and Vermont

I have many memories of early struggles and spiritual insights during pre and early sobriety in Vermont and Maine. I used to keep a steady journal and also wrote an unfinished novel many years ago based upon those years.


I love capturing moments to share!

Musings on Antiquarian Book Excerpts from the Library of a Bibliophile

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Over the past two decades I have collected old books and ephemera from Maine yard, estate and church rummage sales. They provide me with spiritual direction and nostalgic delight.

Sailing & Nautical Adventures

Sailboats on Casco Bay, Portland, Maine

Wayne loves to sail and be around boats in general since he’s been in the marine industry for over twenty years. In the past I’ve shared about his friend who is building a vintage-replica yacht by hand, and his co-worker who lives on a sailboat year-round. I can see more of those kinds of posts!

Serene Places to Walk and Relax


Those are just some hints of what’s ahead. I hope you’ll follow my blog and stick around! Thanks for reading my first post! (Earlier posts were imported from my retired blog, Outdated By Design).


Trip to New Hampshire to see a friend build a 32 foot vintage-style yacht–by hand!

Today I have a guest post from Wayne (the words are his, the pics, mine). We went to visit his friend Dave in Portsmouth, New Hampshire, where he is building a vintage inspired 32 foot wooden Lobster Yacht named “Calidris.” He’s building it by himself, by hand. Wayne has built, with help from the team he supervised, over twenty yachts during the course of his career and is happy to offer some advice to his friend. I was very inspired by Dave and his dedication to making his dream come to life. Enjoy!


Today Averyl and I visited an old friend of mine who is building a boat for himself.  Although he has built or repaired many types of boats this is his most ambitious project by a long shot. Whereas most DIY boat builders would be happy with a small row boat or sailing craft, David has decided to build a thirty-two foot version of an old “lobster yacht” design from the early 1900’s.


Even with my background in building larger and more complex boats than David’s project, his decision to take on a project by himself that many professionals would consider long and hard before tackling is nothing short of inspired passion wedded with a certain degree of idealistic craziness.

That being said, David started having conversations with me and many others as to how the boat would be built and what it would look like almost ten years ago.  Towards that end, he made the decision to have his ideas and concepts committed to paper by a professional boat designer and builder.

Some might argue that this step may seem like a bit of overkill for the “backyard” boat builder.

I would counter that the amount spent in proper planning and design will enhance the the entire scope of the project and make the building process a much more enjoyable one.

David keeps a “mistake” in the shop to remind himself (and others) of the dangers associated with unbridled enthusiasm upon starting a project.  Even armed with a proper detailed design for the curves representing the stern (back end) of the boat, he was so eager to get started, that he failed to read the plans correctly and glued many pieces of wood together in a beautiful arc that would never fit where they were intended to go.  It’s my contention that this early hiccup was a lesson that no teacher anywhere could have provided.  David’s grace and humility (and a wonderful sense of humor) are what allow him to exhibit this piece proudly in his shop.
What David has created to this point is the basic hull of the boat.



The hull is the dramatic “boat shape” we all know.


When this step is completed the builder (and anyone else willing to risk getting covered in dust) gets their first real dramatic sense how the boat will appear full scale.

When Averyl and I visited today, David was involved in “fairing” the newly completed hull.

This is a long and arduous task where all the humps and bumps in the hull are removed by heavy doses of sanding the entire hull to a consistent smooth finish.

This is one of the most physically demanding parts of boat building but it pays great dividends in the finished product.





Dave’s workshop was previously owned by a gunsmith who specialized in making cannons.


The workshop from outside before we all headed to Dave’s house for homemade squash soup and gluten-free iron skillet cornbread made specially for Averyl.

Tiny Home Off-Grid Living: Life on a Maine Sailboat in South Portland


One of Wayne’s colleagues in the marine industry lives on a sailboat year-round. When he first mentioned she lives on a boat I assumed he meant a houseboat. Nope. Skye and her husband Matt graciously accepted my request to see their home and find out what it’s like to live on a sailboat in Maine where the winters get interesting.


You can’t tell from the photo, but this incline is super STEEP because it’s low tide. I had to hold onto the railing (and Wayne) on my way down. Immediately I flashed back to the 1998 ice storm when I was forced to sit to slide my way down a small hill; otherwise I would have wiped out. (Now that I think of it I want to write about that experience here at some point.) I was trying to imagine going up and down this walkway in January.



The water was calm and reflected the winterized boats parked on the pavement across the way.



The white plastic is shrink-wrapped around the boats similar to the way some Mainers, in an attempt to keep out the drafts, will lay clear plastic film over their windows and then shrink it with a hair dryer. Wayne explained that in the case with boats a large propane-powered heat gun is used. Although these boats above are housed here they aren’t housing people like the boats still on the water.


The front entrance.

Our shadows strolling in the little neighborhood towards Skye and Matt’s.


Some of the friendly neighbors, one of whom was leaning over to get a closer look at us.


Here they are! (I love their moccasins. I forgot to ask where they bought them.)



Cool! It’s like a bubble boat shrink-wrapped in clear plastic to allow in the daylight and sunshine.



Discussing boats.


How’s THAT for a “backyard”?


Low tide exposes things like the white marker and the earth beneath the water.


Home Sweet POLYNYA!

Come on in!

Inside! Yes, those are Christmas lights!

Wayne is very much at home on boats.


This is Farley, their Maine Coon cat who is only six months and lives on the boat with them. I’m generally not a “cat person” but he won my heart during our visit.


Wayne is definitely a cat guy. Awwww.


Let’s take a look inside their living quarters. Watch your head as we step down the ladder.



Whoa! Look at those beautiful wood floors!


Yes, this is a cute and functional kitchen (“galley”) with more impressive woodwork.


Dishes are kept in this clever drop-down cabint.

More hiding places.

Spice cupboard!


The sitting/dining room next to the kitchen looks like the inside of a groovy 70s camper which makes sense since the sailboat was built in the 1970s.


This cat.

Some more of the many wooden built-ins for storage.


The bathroom (“the head”) has original mid-century fiberglass shades and light fixtures!



Pretty chill place to hang out. I asked Skye about the winter ice and she said that she does sometimes have to slide down that walkway and wears cleats. The docks also get icy which can be scary when they are moving with the water! Yikes!



Handrails for when the water is less than calm reminded me of those on the NYC subway only these are nautical chic.


The adorable master bedroom.

Bedroom storage.

The shower is in this little room next to the bedroom.


This is the entrance to the underbelly–the engine. Skye and Matt enjoy sailing after the winter thaw.


“Stay Afloat” and other necessities.

Farley takes advantage of the many nooks in which he can “hide.”


After an hour visit the sun was setting…at four o’clock, people! That’s northern New England November living.


Watching the sun set as we walked back.


To see more of Skye and Matt’s adventures with sailboat living, especially the technical aspects, check out Matt’s blog “A Life Aboard.”

I’ll be back sometime before Thanksgiving, but will be busy ’til then. I hope you enjoyed today’s “field trip!”