Category Archives: Lady Alone Traveler

Touching the Clouds

“For those of you who are passing through, we hope you will return to enjoy our hospitality.” —Self-Guided Historic Tour brochure of The Mount Washington Hotel A few years ago, I motored through Bretton Woods, New Hampshire.  I parked my … Continue reading

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Cycling the Rail Trail

On Sunday, I drove to Augusta with my bicycle in the back of my Jeep.  Navigating the capitol city’s roundabouts twice or thrice, I parked at the Kennebec Valley YMCA and asked a friendly runner “which way to the Kennebec … Continue reading

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In the Mist of a Memory

Early in January, I wrote a blog post about cultural confusion.  The post featured an image from the Maine Sunday Telegram, circa 1951; two college co-eds were whipping up some eggnog in a South Portland home.  The article said they … Continue reading

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Living in History

On Sunday, December 3, the Ruggles House Society hosted their annual Christmas Tea.  According to Peter Winham, a member of the Ruggles House Society Board of Directors, over 100 visitors attended the event. Winham and his wife Kathy own Teas … Continue reading

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Pajama Shopping Day

How have the sands of today’s hourglass slipped away without my creaky content making its appearance?  ‘Tis the season. On Saturday, November 25, the Chamber of Kennebunk, Kennebunkport, and Arundel hosted a Pajama Shopping Day.  When I first saw it … Continue reading

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Throw Wide the Door

In July, I visited The Ruggles House in Columbia Falls.  This Federal-style home, built in 1810, was the residence of Judge Thomas Ruggles.  It is most noted for its flying staircase and Roger G. Reed writes in his 2011 history … Continue reading

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Somewhere in Bucksport

Late yesterday afternoon a high school classmate stopped by my house with some money for his reunion tickets.  I hadn’t seen him in a long time and while he looked almost the same as when we graduated from high school, … Continue reading

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