I’ve found the fountain of youth in the Maine woods

I’ve found the fountain of youth in the Maine woods

This story was originally published in May 2025. My birthday’s coming up in a few days, but lately it feels like I’m aging in the other direction. Sure, I’m acquiring wrinkles and mystery moles just like any other 30-something-year-old. I’ve found a few white hairs snaking from my scalp. Yet I increasingly find myself doing things I used to do as a kid. As I sit down to write this column, for instance, the knees of my jeans are muddy from me cro…