Tax season is upon us. Some will have a bill to pay, while others may receive a refund. No matter which camp you fall into there is a scammer waiting to burst out of the shadows to relieve you of your money. Tax season tends to be a very active time for scammers and cybercriminals.
Thomas Jefferson and Ben Franklin shared it, the Beatles sang about it, and we all rely on it each and every day. I’m talking, of course, about friendship. The power of friendship can make all the difference as we navigate life, and just last week, I was lucky enough to witness a wonderful example of friendship between two young Mainers at STRIVE in South Portland.
Spinning a good yarn
Confession: Yarn is a bit of an obsession with me. Knitting, crocheting, it’s all good — keeps the hands going, the mind flowing, and I like the challenge of taking a ball of yarn and two needles or a hook and creating something.
If it seems to you that the first big hunk of this winter had nights that were uncharacteristically mild, you’d be right.
On Feb. 2, 1976, Groundhog Day, some wicked weather lashed the state of Maine. Last Tuesday was the 40th anniversary of what has come to be known as the “Groundhog Gale.”
Maine is known far and wide for so many great things: our work ethic, Yankee ingenuity, strong communities and amazing natural resources, just to name a few. But we also have a reputation for something that is keeping us from reaching our economic potential: inadequate Internet.
When I was 8 years old my mom gave my sister and me a puppy for Christmas. He was a border collie mix with white socks on his feet and a white tip on his tail so we named him Tippy.
Winter is not exactly the strongest season for presenting the best assets of Aroostook County. It is hard work getting potatoes, rocks, and trees out of the ground. Nature teaches us tenacity.
What’s going on with presidential primary debates? And I don’t mean the latest issue many will think of first: The flap between Fox News and GOP front-runner Donald Trump over Fox News anchor Megyn Kelly.
Granted, the discussion over which journalists will or will not get to ask questions in televised debates generally plays out behind closed doors — in talks between campaign officials and debate sponsors — not in the Twittersphere and in the nightly news.
About a year ago I wrote a column about two types of frost. On the chance you missed that column, or are new to the area, we had a great example of both types on the frigid morning of January 5th, 2016. (Presque Isle was 20 below that morning).
