Helloooo Dear Reader,
I continue to be taking time to sail in Maine with my husband. We didn’t launch our boat last year due to Covid, so this is pure joy.
I’m working on something for you about Eric Dean Wilson’s book After Cooling: On Freon, Global Warming, and the Terrible Cost of Comfort, but it’s not ready and we are about to head East. The compelling reasons for our doing so were set forth many years ago by cruising guide author Roger Duncan in a manner that defies improvement.
Thanks for bearing with me.
An Offering
Today is the eighth anniversary of Seamus Heaney’s death, and I thought I would share with you a piece I wrote after attending his funeral. You can read it here on the website of the Academy of American Poets.
I hope some day to visit Heaney’s home place, which has been turned into a museum and cultural center. He has surely joined W.B. Yeats among the immortal poets, but his aliveness as a human in our time is a thing to celebrate today. Paul Muldoon’s eulogy and Dan Chiasson’s appreciation are well worth reading or re-reading.
I’ll be back in touch after Labor Day, and leave you with the beginning, middle, and end of my day on the Maine coast. Also, please meet Red, who is not mine, but a very good sailor dog. xo Nicie