Articles by Rosemary Herbert


A weekly deadline is a joy forever

By Rosemary Herbert on March 26, 2010, at 6:05 p.m.
When I began writing this column just over two years ago, my mission was to look at those times when life’s challenges throw us into the deep end, and to show readers how to use humor and aplomb and just plain true grit not just to keep afloat practically and buoyed emotionally but to make some memorable splashes in the process.

Startle rehashes crash memories

By Rosemary Herbert on March 18, 2010, at 6:27 p.m.
When I arrived at the carwash in Rockland, it was so late in the afternoon that the carwash operator was hosing down the place to close up for the day.

Friend’s parenting not wrong, just different

By Rosemary Herbert on March 11, 2010, at 5:24 p.m.
The stairs were steep and uncarpeted. The banisters were spaced so widely that a toddler could easily slide through them and drop to the hard floor below.

Uncertainties abound when children are out of sight

By Rosemary Herbert on March 05, 2010, at 5:08 p.m.

The stress of trying to relax after eye surgery

By Rosemary Herbert on Feb. 26, 2010, at 7:40 p.m.

Loss of trees brings community together

By Rosemary Herbert on Feb. 19, 2010, at 5:36 p.m.
“In winter, you can best observe the habits of trees.” Unless you’re an arborist, or a nature or garden writer, you’ll probably find this statement amusing, perplexing or both.

Finding the right Valentine’s Day card

By Rosemary Herbert on Feb. 12, 2010, at 7:47 p.m.

‘Valderi’ stirs memories for a happy wanderer

By Rosemary Herbert on Feb. 05, 2010, at 5:40 p.m.
It was just another early morning. Unless a deer or a moose crossed the road or stood on the verge of it, the long commute under leaden, midwinter skies promised nothing out of the ordinary.

Haitians, Mainers come through in wake of crisis

By Rosemary Herbert on Jan. 29, 2010, at 7:43 p.m.

Enjoying the gift of free time

By Rosemary Herbert on Jan. 22, 2010, at 4:46 p.m.

Cheerful from promises of summer

By Rosemary Herbert on Jan. 15, 2010, at 5:29 p.m.
This January morning in Maine, the insides of some seven windows are covered with ice, and yet, sitting here in the room I like to call my library, my right cheek seems threatened with sunburn, as the morning light pours onto me through one of my skylights.

Smile seeker makes us stop, think

By Rosemary Herbert on Jan. 08, 2010, at 5:03 p.m.

Car trouble spawns happy holiday memories

By Rosemary Herbert on Jan. 01, 2010, at 7:01 p.m.
Ever since my 22-year-old daughter sent me a plane ticket so I could spend the long Christmas weekend with her in Columbus, Ohio, I had been eagerly looking forward to my holiday stay with her.

Letter from long ago breeds appreciation for postal staff

By Rosemary Herbert on Dec. 25, 2009, at 4:15 p.m.
My mail carrier recently delivered a large envelope to me, which had been sent by U.S. Priority Mail. Not only did the envelope travel across three states in fewer than 24 hours, but also the massive missive did not bear a stamp.

All drivers beware: It’s a holiday season

By Rosemary Herbert on Dec. 18, 2009, at 4:50 p.m.
“Remember, the last thing on any driver’s mind right now is that you might be walking behind his or her car.” This is something I used to say to my three daughters when they were too short to …

Potholder project from past has modern application

By Rosemary Herbert on Dec. 11, 2009, at 7:19 p.m.

Rockland gears up for the holidays

By Rosemary Herbert on Dec. 04, 2009, at 5:39 p.m.
Anyone who was in Rockland last weekend would have to agree that the city outdid itself in providing holiday cheer.

Attic memories bestow Christmas spirit

By Rosemary Herbert on Nov. 27, 2009, at 5:54 p.m.
Like so many people from Maine and elsewhere, I find myself having to look at holiday giving in a new light this year. There just isn’t the money to spend on keeping up the material generosity that marked my joy in Christmases past.

Felt puppets and elves delight for the holidays

By Rosemary Herbert on Nov. 25, 2009, at 5:26 p.m.
Maine artists and artisans will display their homemade wares during the 21st annual Maine Artistree open house to be held Nov. 27-29 at the East Vassalboro Grange.

I own my oak, my oak owns me

By Rosemary Herbert on Nov. 13, 2009, at 4:35 p.m.
When I moved to Maine from Massachusetts some years ago, I thought I was buying my house because it offered me a room I could make into a library.