There are places we visit. And then some places somehow begin to feel like home. I hope Maple Cove becomes the second kind. Life has a way of moving quickly. Our calendars fill, our phones buzz, and before we realize it, another season has come and ...

There are some stories you write. And then there are stories that quietly build a home inside your heart before you ever write the first chapter. The Hearth at Maple Cove became that kind of story for me. People often ask where Maple Cove came from,...