The Wrack is our collective logbook on the web. Here you will find hundreds of articles on myriad topics, all tied to these two thousand acres of protected coastal land and the yesteryear cluster that lends them identity.
Why "The Wrack"? In its cycles of ebb and flow, the sea transports a melange of weed, shell, bone, feather, wood, rope, and trash from place to place, then deposits it at the furthest reach of spent surf. This former flotsam is full of interesting stuff for anybody who cares to kneel and take a look. Now and then, the line of wrack reveals a treasure.
It’s morning in Antarctica. It’s high summer in the Southern Hemisphere, and warmer ocean water and breezes have lifted the temperature on the Larsen C ice shelf to a balmy 32 degrees. Like a rifle shot, the ice occasionally gives off a pop that finds no place to echo across the flat, white, featureless plain.
"The events of the past week emphasize how important places like the Wells Reserve at Laudholm are in our lives."
Because we’re a national estuarine research reserve, we study the life that exists between low tide and high, between fresh water and salt. Perhaps we’re used to swings between extremes, to the different worlds that are continually uncovered and recovered here. Elections and world events matter to us, sure, but our work goes on no matter what.
Mentioned Paul Dest
WELLS, Maine, December 12, 2016 — Kennebunk resident Paul Dest, for 16 years the director of the Wells National Estuarine Research Reserve, was honored on December 12 with the 2016 Dr. Nancy Foster Habitat Conservation Award from the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration. Dest was presented with his award at the National Summit on Coastal and Estuarine Restoration and 25th meeting of The Coastal Society in New Orleans.
Maine Senators Susan Collins and Angus King praised Dest for his dedication and leadership. “He and the entire team at the Wells Reserve are doing fantastic work to help study and conserve coastal ecosystems across Maine,” they said in a joint statement.
Mentioned Linda Littlefield Grenfell
I missed a meeting.
Let me explain.
So, there is this marsh, see. And there are these things called tides. They work together to distract people like me in the most marvelous way. People who grew up around predictable pond water. Don’t get me wrong, I love my memories of growing up on Long Pond just outside of Rangeley, Maine. I can’t imagine a better place to be a kid.
If “the first casualty of war is the truth,” as US Senator Hiram Johnson once opined, then truth never stood a chance. This country has been waging war — on poverty, drugs, Iraq, terror, sugar, Christmas — for my entire life. Every election has become a “war for the soul of America.” If there were any doubt left about the vivacity of truth, Tuesday’s result bayoneted it.
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