by RJ Heller | Aug 1, 2022 | Life Downeast
“I am wanting to go and find Frog Rock,” my friend said with a sly smile. I waited to see if he was serious. He was. Now having spent seven years living here, there are few things that surprise me. But going to see a rock shaped over time and eventually named “frog”...
by RJ Heller | Feb 1, 2022 | Life Downeast
The storm was fierce. She tries to hold fast to the pilings that moored her all these years, but her brittle bones snap from that last bite of a January storm. Her scream was horrific, though no one heard it. In that moment, wind howling, surf pounding unforgiving...
by RJ Heller | Apr 23, 2021 | Life Downeast
You hear them before you see them — usually early morning, well before the time you want to get up. One calls, another answers and just like that it’s a conversation in prime numbers with more voices joining by the minute. Crows, ravens and other avian delights are...
by RJ Heller | Feb 27, 2021 | Life Downeast
OK, so, yes, I admit it, I am a fan of Winnie the Pooh, and today as I write this, I am feeling somewhat whimsical and would like to lighten things up just a bit. The lovable storybook character brought to life by A.A. Milne somewhere along the way seeped into my...
by RJ Heller | Feb 16, 2021 | Life Downeast
The creak is a distinctive sound— wooden oars kiss the oarlocks, wood rubs green bronze and squeals before it settles into a silent groove. A stroke, pause, water drips and then another stroke. Head moves side-to-side, wary and cautious. A cadence forms between boat...
