NEWS + NOTES

Shine On My Parade is a traveling dance performance by the Bearnstow dancers in collaboration with dancers from Waterville and live musicians. Join us in the Parade! Shine on my Parade Performers: The Bearnstow Dancers: Dawn Stitt, Ren Raleigh, Tania Reséndiz, Eleanor Crawford, Molly Hess Waterville dancers: Matthew Cumbie, Jenny Ngidi-Brown, Yiyun Mao, Tara Weaver Musicians: Rob Flax and Kristen Jensen Event Organizers: Molly Hess, Matthew Cumbie, and Jo Tibby Program of Eve

On August 26, 2023 our Artist Interns brought the dances and performances they created throughout the summer to Vienna Union Hall. This is your chance to enjoy their stunning creativity and the chemistry they were able to build during their summer of creation together. Be sure to watch both parts! If you enjoy this performance please consider making a donation to Bearnstow to help us continue support emerging artists through our internship program, and create opportunities li

On August 27, 2022 our Artist Interns brought the dances and performances they created throughout the summer to Vienna Union Hall. We want to give a chance to our extended community to witness their hard work! If you enjoy this performance please consider making a small donation to Bearnstow to help us continue support emerging artists through our internship program, and create opportunities like this performance for our local community in central Maine to experience great li

This past year Bearnstow successfully completed the second year of our four-year restoration project. We are excited to report that great progress is being made. We held a volunteer workweek in late June and brought in contractors over the season to repair the Lodge, paint and refurbish over 90 windows, update beds, bathrooms, roofs, electrical service and more. We have improved the safety, functionality, and comfort of our cabins without sacrificing the rustic feel of our c

Drawing: Reg (Ruth) Grauert Regrettably, the 2020 Bearnstow summer workshops have been suspended in the wake of the COVID-19 pandemic. While we know this is a disappointment to all of us, we hope you understand the necessity of this decision. Keeping our staff, teachers, and participants safe and free of exposure must be a high priority. We have left our previously scheduled workshops and events intact for your review, and we hope to be able to schedule the same or very simil

Edited by Max Prum from Bearnstow’s archive footage. Earlier this summer, two longtime campers, Bebe Miller and Janet Erickson, remembered and recorded an old Bearnstow camp song with Ruth Grauert (Reg). Bearnstow had its first summer in 1946. Ruth, who celebrated her 100th birthday this year, was 26 when she and Frances Reid purchased the land and started a children’s camp together. Since then it has evolved into the place it is today, which hosts our weekly dance workshops,

By Julie Brigham-Grette and Daniel Miller, Department of Geosciences, University of Massachusetts–Amherst Map of deglaciation showing ocean transgression (blue shaded area) of Maine (MGS 2010). Red dot indicates location of Parker Pond. Around 20,000 years ago, the Laurentide Ice Sheet covered a vast area of northern North America, including almost all of New England. In Maine, the timing of glacial retreat can be can be estimated from various land­scape features and through

by Ruth Grauert According to Mount Vernon town records, it was in the spring 1864 that Ebenezer Bean measured off a 12-acre parcel of his land (on which the camp buildings now sit) for sale to Harriet Wentworth. In 1866 Wentworth sold the parcel to Daniel L. Folsom, who by 1880 had built the main portion of the Lodge. Back in 1945, Carrie Gordon, then in her 70s, told me that she used to play in “Uncle Daniel’s Brook” as a child. She told me that her uncle had built the Lodge

by Ruth Grauert One crosses the Bridge and enters an unchanged world. The Trees are tall and tossed. The Path is rugged. One hears the whispers, scents the odors, and feels the air of Earth. And then beyond the speaking forest and the silent rocks are Lake and Sky, forever. The buildings hold a quietness in them. Here is harmony, a place where one feels again the who one truly is. There is age here. The clay under the brook was laid by a drying sea. The erratic boulders were

by Susan Douglas Roberts Dreaming my way in I wake up Sunday morning on the Bates campus. I’ve come this far with Heather (Hutton — she’s my designated driver to camp), who will be here for the next three weeks. It’s just 45 short, winding-the-back-roads-of-Maine minutes to Bearnstow from here. I’ve waked up laughing and before I forget it, I tell Heather my dream. I am standing over a large (larger than I’ve ever seen) terrarium and holding Don (my husband) in one hand. He’s