Monthly Archives: February 2010
Bob and I had a delightful lunch with our friend (and realtor) Christa Boyajian. When she first visited our home on Deer Isle Christa remarked that she too had purchased land on the island and had a house built. She mentioned then that there were some similarities between the two homes and she’s absolutely right. It has the same cathedral ceiling, the huge picture windows, the use of Atrium white walls and wood framing and floors. It’s a smaller cottage than ours and is perfect for a romantic couple’s getaway. Some of my readers have privately requested information about vacation rentals on Deer Isle and this one is incredible! It’s perched right on the water’s edge with unobstructed views that will knock your socks off. Continue reading
Most of the Northeast is hit with a storm and Deer Isle is no exception. It has been raining all day and Bob tells me that we have several crappy weather days ahead. It has been a perfect day to go through some pieces I’ve written in the past and I found one to post about a day in the Autumn right after a storm. It’s a reminder to me to stop and enjoy the simple things. Continue reading
A favorite way to eat fish is a dish that I first ate in Mexico, then in the Dominican Republic, and finally all over Panama – ceviche. For those of you who aren’t familiar with this delicacy, it consists of raw fish which is marinated in lime or lemon juice which “cooks” the fish until it turns white. The acidic juice tones down the fishy taste. It can be kept in a covered container for a week providing plenty of appetizers for the evening cocktail hour. Continue reading
For the next four years after we built our welcoming home in the Sunshine area of Deer Isle, we rented it out to summer vacationers and to a couple for approximately a year. We visited every opportunity we could. It was well worth the long 10 hour drive from New Jersey as we crossed the humpbacked bridge and felt the stress and nervous tension of our everyday lives melt away. Here we breathed deeper, slept better, awakened early with enthusiasm. This became the place we daydreamed about, the one that sustained us. Continue reading
A Christmas tradition started in New Jersey was to have a huge pot of Cioppino on Christmas eve. Cioppino is a fish and shell-fish stew in a tomato broth. It is said to come from the Italian fishermen in San Francisco. I would serve it before we started in on the other dishes and there would always be a huge pot leftover that we would dip into throughout the next week. Continue reading
One of the wonderful things about being in our Deer Isle home is the privacy and serenity. One week I came here with my good friend Gay Chessell and after she left I opted to stay a few days alone in the cottage. It is such a peaceful, rejuvenating space. The soaring cathedral ceiling in the Great Room seemed to lift my spirits and my imagination soared. I would walk in the forest, feeling one with nature and embracing the healing of being quiet with my thoughts. A walk through the woods is an act of meditation. Thoughts would come, linger briefly, and leave. I sat on a granite boulder and admired the moss and the rare and diminutive Lady Slipper (a type of native orchid). Strolls along the shore led me to flattened patches of seagrass where the deer made their beds and a giant heron flew overhead, amazing me with the size of his shadow. All was serene and I felt at one with the universe and open for reinvention.It is no wonder that artists and writers are in abundance on this island. There is something special here that generates creativity and an opportunity to meet your personal muse. Continue reading
It was the summer of 2005 and we were almost ready to open our house on the artists mecca of Deer Isle, an island that had once been the home of such notables as John Steinbeck and Dan Fogelberg. We had decided prior to even building our house that it made economic sense to rent it out from June through September to weekly vacation renters. Continue reading
Between October 2004 and June 2005 Brian Burgess and his team worked quickly to finish our house. The myriad of decisions that had to be made prior to completion of the exterior paled compared to the daily discussions we had during those following 8 months. Bob and I were delighted to find that we would not need the marriage counseling that Brian had jokingly said he would not provide. We not only agreed on everything but we were able to include important improvements suggested by our sons and friends.
Our weekend on Deer Isle has started out with an abundance of interesting events and artistic and wilderness experiences. Continue reading
I know what the calendar says but ever since I moved to the northeast from California I’ve been convinced that February is the longest month.
This weekend we have two events that we are looking forward to. Lily’s Cafe in Stonington is having a Valentine’s Day bash complete with all you can eat tapas, live music, and beer and wines. We also have a long awaited event – the opening of The Seasons of Stonington Restaurant. Continue reading
I know many of you wonder what we could possibly find to do on a remote island in Maine with a population of approximately 2,000 inhabitants. The answer is we are having an absolute blast. We have plenty of opportunities to bring something and I always bring something made of local produce (in this case apples). We’ve met some interesting and open hearted people and there are more things to do here than one would imagine.
After our visit in August 2003 we didn’t actually see much happening for several months. Preparation is a large component building a house in the middle of a forest. Continue reading
Ok I confess – I am overweight and I love Italian food. One of the most successful diets I have ever been on is the Atkins. I find the pounds melt off, I am full, and it’s easy. I served this dish tonight to just the two of us along with green beans that I microwaved for 3 minutes. We were satiated and it was delicious. The haddock is always available on Deer Isle. Tilapia would also work if you don’t happen to have the good fortune to live here. Continue reading