Category Archives: Maine

There’s no place in the world like Maine, and we think our swing sets, playsets, and playbeds reflect the great place in which we live. How could they not? Mountains, rivers, trees, the ocean, and the fresh air are all a part of who we are and what we do.

Thanksgiving Comes Early

Posted on October 30th by CedarWorks

Thanksgiving came early this year when a rafter of turkeys came calling in the backyard yesterday afternoon.

Posted in Maine   |   Photography by Sean Carnell


Kids at Play

Posted on May 10th by CedarWorks

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Super Moon

Posted on May 8th by CedarWorks

Spent a quiet evening on the shore of Penobscot Bay waiting for the Super Moon to rise. Super Moon? Wikipedia to the rescue: “A supermoon is the coincidence of a full moon or a new moon with the closest approach the Moon makes to the Earth on its elliptical orbit, resulting in the largest apparent size of the moon’s disk as seen from Earth. The technical name is the perigee-syzygy of the Earth-Moon-Sun system”.

Perigee-syzygy.. sounds like something we could add to one of our playsets… hmm.

Posted in Maine   |   Photography by Sean Carnell


The Belted Galloways

Posted on April 18th by Doug

While driving through Rockport, home to CedarWorks, you just might find yourself face-to-face with the Belted Galloways at Aldermere Farms. Aldermere Farms is a working farm and one of the world’s leading breeders of Belted Galloway cattle… also known as the “Oreo Cookie Cows” or, as a friend humorously calls them, “Belted Getaways”.

Posted in Maine   |   Photography by Doug Felton


Camden at Sunrise

Posted on April 18th by Doug

This is Camden Harbor, the next harbor down from Rockport, the town CedarWorks calls home. This was taken after scrambling up the front of Mt. Batty in the dark (with a headlamp) and then waiting for the sun to start to make it’s appearance. The view from Mt. Batty is spectacular. You may recognize these lines by the poet Edna St. Vincent Millay (who was born in neighboring Rockland, Maine and made her home in Camden for many years) as the first few lines of her poem “Renascence”:

All I could see from where I stood
Was three long mountains and a wood;
I turned and looked another way,
And saw three islands in a bay.
So with my eyes I traced the line
Of the horizon, thin and fine,
Straight around till I was come
Back to where I’d started from;
And all I saw from where I stood
Was three long mountains and a wood.

You can still see that view today exactly as she described it 100 years ago.

Posted in Maine   |   Photography by Doug Felton


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