“It starts with a craving to fill the long evening downslant. There will be whole wide days of watching winter drag her skirts across the mud-yard from east to west, going nowhere. You will want to nail down all these wadded handfuls of time, to stick-pin them to the blocking board, frame them on a twenty-four-stitch gauge. Ten to the inch, ten rows to the hour, straggling trellises of days held fast in the acreage of a shawl. Time by this means will be domesticated and cannot run away. You pick up sticks because time is just asking for it, already lost before it arrives, scattering trails of leavings.” More in this evocative essay by Barbara Kingsolver.
About the Matty
I grew up in the small town of Amesbury Massachusetts, 30mins north of Boston MA. I Spent most of my summers on Sebago Lake and thats where I fell in love with Maine. After working in many radio stations from Boston to Portland ME, I find myself here! Bangor, ME and I love it! I was Born early 90s and love the music we play! Feel free to reach me on social @MattyOnAir