MY WINDOW LOOKS DOWN EAST

The author of 1943 and 1946, continues her chronicles of Flying Point Road and Freeport and its environs after 12 years of Maine life. With her daughter, , 9, and her husband, David, she is now deep in community affairs, and strong in the friendships she has made. Her stories of her neighbors -- Lomey who ""does"" for her, the stonemason, the undertaker, an old schoolteacher and his wife, and other pinpointed lives and local happenings are overlaid with a somewhat surrealist effect of recollection and recall of childhood and family events and emotional atmospheres. Among the farmers and fishermen, their wives and children, the author continues her button-collecting, her intense interest in the seasons' changes and past history, inventories and backgrounds her possessions and their associations, and assesses the depth of her debts to those who have grown close to her. A vagabonding of past and present paths and a freshet of moods make this of particular appeal to women.