Adventures in writing and living, from the shores of Portland, Maine.

Rt. 11 north of Bangor, Maine

No Words North of Bangor

Holy moly, how is it November? There is much to report. I’m going to pretend it’s still September and start with a trip I’ve always wanted to take. A trip to the north. I grew up in rural Maine, in a small town outside Augusta. I’m no stranger to the…