Turkey Tracks: Acadia Quilt

Turkey Tracks:   May 12, 2014

Acadia Quilt

 

“Acadia” started as a leader/ender project–pioneered by Bonnie Hunter who now has TWO books of her own leader/ender projects.  (Basically, you keep a pile of blocks near your machine while working on another quilt, and when you need to cut the thread on the primary quilt, you run through a “leader/ender” block instead.)

AND, I ve long had a yearning to make a red and green quilt.

This quilt is BIG, heavy, warm, and I absolutely love the way it came out.  It’s built on the “Contrary Wife” quilt block, but I split some of the larger blocks into four-patches.

(My rug is out to be cleaned–hence the dark pad on the floor.)

100_3901

 

I love the way the secondary pattern developed in this quilt–forming not only a trellis, of course, but squares inside the light squared an inside the trellis center with dark and light centers:

100_3904

 

 

100_3902

Here’s a corner and the inner and outer borders:

100_3903

The back was really fun because I did not have enough of the wild green Kaffe Fasset floral I used on the back, so I used more of the bright red remnants I had and every orphan block I could find that would work in this quilt:

100_3910 100_3909 100_3908

Here’s the backing turned to the front, and you can see the bright green binding:

100_3905

 

I used a Kelly green thread and a pantograph entitled “Arcadia” from Urban Elementz.  It has nice gentle curves and just the right amount of coverage for this quilt.

100_3911

But this quilt is “Acadia”–no “r” added–after the famous national park just north of Camden, Maine.

Turkey Tracks: Bits and Pieces in Early May

Turkey Tracks:  May 4, 2014

Bits and Pieces in Early May

 

I stopped by Fresh Off the Farm yesterday to get a few vegetables.

I could not resist the organic Driscoll strawberries.  They looked luscious, and I was hungry.

I had some this morning, and I knew from the moment I touched them that I had made a “hungry” mistake:  bright red, but sour as lemons.

* * *

I am so enjoying reading, now, Jennifer McGruther’s The Nourished Kitchen.

IMG_0255

Here’s a quote I wish I had read yesterday when I bought those pitiful strawberries:

Fruits and vegetables prepared in their season bring joy to the table.  As the days turn from dark to light as spring nears, and just when you’ve had enough of hearty stews and root vegetables, the brightest and lightest of vegetables appear–sprouts, herbs, tiny little strawberries, and crisp lettuces.  These vegetables fade and bolt with the heat of summer that, in its turn, brings robust and juicy foods–watermelons, vivid red tomatoes, and plums that drip with juice at the first bite.  The days grow dark and cold once more, and the apples, pumpkins, potatoes, and roots return.  The changing seasons bring excitement and heady anticipation that cannot exist in the seasonless aisles of the supermarket.

I have a feeling that the chickens will enjoy the strawberries.  I’ll be waiting for my own to come into season, and believe me, they are worth the wait.

* * *

I woke to rain this morning.  And, then, magically the sun came out, and I changed clothes and went out.

The project:  replanting the climbing rose and clematis in front of the new fence panels that shield the propane tanks and the generator.  AND, re-carving out the flower beds in front of those panels.

As I worked, it was glorious to see the summer thunderstorm moving towards us.  And to hear it!

It was NOT glorious to see the chickens out of the fence that I installed yesterday.  They are jumping over it from a large bush next to the fence.  But they have to stay inside as fox ate one of the hens this week–one of the two hens that are actually laying.  You will remember that the pattern last year was one missing hen one day, all chickens missing the next…   So as the rain came in, I was shooing chickens back inside their enclosure.  (I have an idea for how to block that jumping off bush.)  And I’m hoping that one of the hens will go “broody” and raise a batch of eggs by my sweet rooster and the one hen that is laying.

Anyway, Miss Reynolds Georgia is terrified by thunder.  She is presently in her laundry basket at my side, shaking and under the covers:

100_3872

Anyway, when it stops raining, I’ll post some pictures of all the work that Stephen Pennoyer has made possible at this house.  I have been blessed, blessed, blessed to meet him.  He is so competent, skilled, cheerful, and an awesome worker.  What a gift!

* * *

This quilt will be my 100th quilt–remember it is from Material Obsessions 2:

IMG_0261

Don’t mind the wrinkles around the diamonds–it’s just how the quilt is sticking to the flannel–and I have not ironed much as there are so many biased edges.  I won’t really iron it until I get the borders on it.

BUT, BUT, I think it really needs one more row.  It’s looking way too…SQUARE.

So, I’m picking out fabrics for four more blocks and will “unsew” that bottom row so as to be able to insert the required diamonds.

The diamonds get sewn in on the diagonal lines–with each medallion left unjoined down its center–which is doable…

I think you can see the method of construction on the diagonal lines here.

 

IMG_0262

 

 

I was in Alewives quilting in Damariscotta Mills earlier this week and took pictures of the version of this quilt that Rhea Daiute did–the one that drew me to this project in the first place.  I loved the way she used a stripe for the inner border:

100_3868

And I love her BIG, BOLD border.  Rhea has the greatest eye for color and pattern.  Here’s a close-up of her blocks and that striped border:

100_3869

 

I could not find a big, bold border so am going with a quieter one that lets the medallions shine.

 

 

* * *

I have finished the baby quilts for the Enright family twins that are in the offing in, hopefully, early June.  Hopefully as everyone wants them to stay put until early June…

We have our Coastal Quilters’ meeting this Saturday, and I want to “Show and Tell” the baby quilts before mailing them on Monday.

Then it’s on to my niece’s baby daughter, also due in June.  I am excited about the fabric that I’ve bought for baby Stevens’ quilt.

Interesting Information: The Good Life: The Movement that Changed Maine

Interesting Information:  May 4, 2014

The Good Life:  The Movement That Changed Maine

 

Friend Marsha Smith (founder of the immensely successful Citizens for a Green Camden group here in Camden, Maine) sent me this post at least two weeks ago.  I treated myself to reading it this morning.

Lo and behold, the little gem is not just about reading, it’s a very different kind of internet presentation to tell a story.

I knew many of you would enjoy this experience.

It will take you 20 to 30 minutes, depending on how involved you get with the text.  So ENJOY!

This site operates differently–just keep scrolling down, as instructed, and click on each chapter as it comes to you.

 

The Good Life: The movement that changed Maine.

 

The story starts with Scott and Helen Nearing–who spawned a back-to-the-land movement back in the 1970s.  They, in turn, helped spawn Eliot and Sue Coleman’s work on an adjacent farm–now known as Four Seasons Farm.  Eliot Coleman went on to pioneer growing/harvesting greens/tomatoes/etc. in hoop houses in the middle of the Maine winter.  That marriage broke up, and Eliot Coleman is now married to the horticulturist Barbara Damrosch, who has written about food for The Washington Post for many years, has written numerous books, and is a mainstay of MOFGA–the Maine Organic Farmers and Growers Association.  I heard her speak a few years back and found her to be an engaging speaker.

 

Interesting Information: Adequate Fat-soluble Vitamins (A, D, and K) Intake Is A Challenge Today

Interesting Information:  May 2, 2014

Adequate Fat-Soluble Vitamins (A, D, and K) Intake Is A Challenge Today

 

Here’s a sidebar entitled “The Challenge” from the Winter 2013 issue of the journal of The Weston A. Price Foundation’s journal, Wise Traditions (39):

 

Weston Price found that indigenous people consumed over 12,000 IU of fat-soluble vitamin A and over 1500 MG calcium in their diets on a daily basis.  In our experience these are amongst the most difficult elements to get enough of in an industrial diet, as well as in a non-industrial whole foods diet.

Some groups of people he studied ate little or no meat, but large quantities of raw or fermented milk and cream; others ate beans and grain and small amounts of animal products, including insects and dried shrimp and fish.

But no matter what the particulars of the diet, all had high levels of the fat-soluble vitamins A, D and K, as well as calcium.  Obtaining these from either the industrial diet or a small garden is the challenge of the modern age.

Food for thought…

 

 

 

 

Interesting Information: Thinking About Ancient Grains

Interesting Information:  May 1, 2014

Ancient Grains

 

I love grains.

Who doesn’t?

But I try not to eat very many of them because they cause all kinds of trouble–indigestion, stomach aches, creaky joints, and terrible diarrhea.  Clearly they were part of what went wrong with my system that caused me to start having allergic reactions to foods so that I was passing out in a split second whenever I encountered something my body decided was poison.  Clearly grains were a part of the “leaky gut” problem so prevalent in America today.

A few years back,  I had Entero Labs do a full fecal testing for gluten intolerance and genetic gluten issues.  I have a double copy of a “gluten intolerant” gene–which means that BOTH of my parents had it.  And, indeed, my dad died with dementia, probably caused by malabsorption issues–particularly of the B vitamins which are instrumental in mental health.

This genetic factor also means that ALL of my siblings have this gene.  One of my sisters had herself blood tested at a local hospital (which can often throw false negatives and depends on how the doctor orders what to be tested)–and she did show a gluten allergy.

She misses grains, too.

As noted on this blog before, grains are as addictive as crack cocaine (that’s only partly meant to be funny).  And my sister and I both slip in and out of eating “just a tiny bit” of grains.  She does not touch gluten.  I sometimes try.  But, the problem with gluten intolerance is that only the tiniest bit can cause inflammation and pain and digestive troubles once more.  And the other problem is that substituting other grains is not a great strategy either–as none of these grains is likely properly prepared.  Many are highly processed and useless in terms of nutrients.

So, with that in mind, I have to say I did enjoy Natalia Adarova’s  very interesting article in the Winter 2013 journal of The Weston A. Price Foundation, Wise Traditions:  “Northern Roots of the Ancient Grains” (32-36).

Adarova begins by discussing the ancient roots of humans’ consumption of grains in Russia/Eastern Europe and how powerfully represented the growing, harvesting, and cooking of grains figured in the local cultures.  For instance, Adarova notes that while  the commonly accepted dates for grain consumption by humans was 10,000 years agom evidence at the Kostenka paleolithic camp shows that “grains were already used in a very sophisticated manner some seventy thousand years ago as it is thought that Kostenka camp belongs to that period.”  But human consumption of grains predates even this particular camp:  “In fact, grains have probably been foraged since the dawn of Eurasian man, thought to appear three hundred to four hundred thousand years ago on the Eastern European plain–which interestingly coincides with the warmest interglacial period in the history of Earth” (33).

So, why are so many people–including me–having so much trouble with grains today?

I know already–and have written about these issues on this blog–that modern grain has been hybridized so that it contains new ingredients that mankind has not eaten before the early 1950s.  And, I know, too, from the work of Luise Light, which I have also written about here on this blog, that as a culture we eat way, way, way too many grains every day.  (Light’s panel of scientists recommend 2 to 3 servings, with 2 servings for women and 3 for very big men, and a serving being 1/2 cup, which translates to ONE piece of toast.)

But Adarova surfaces additional reasons why “modern” bread is a problem:

Modern bread sold at the stores can hardly be called “bread” at all.  A quickly risen product of the instant gratification age, made from genetically altered grains in order to yield higher and faster crops, grown in poor soils, stripped of any nutrients and full of harmful additives, is a far cry from the food that nurtured thousands of generations.

Ancient peoples fermented grains to remove phytic acid–which grains used to avoid being eaten and which prevent proper absorption of nutrients in humans:

Preparation of traditional Russian sourdough bread was a complicated art and science.  Dough had to be fermented only in oak barrels using a triple leavening process.  The dough was considered a living substance, almost a creature, hence during the leavening and baking it was prohibited to curse or act aggressively–an action thought to negatively affect the rising process.

Fermenting and sprouting both increase the nutrient load in the grain–and these ancient peoples used both methods.

And here’s new information I had not really considered before:  our modern diet of processed food does not properly feed our gut flora and fauna–which makes it really hard to digest bread/grains:

“An apple a day” is the new health recommendation picked up by the Russians, who in ancient ties normally reserved apples for cattle and horses in the bad harvest years; the older recommendation was “a glass of kefir a day.”  Besides genetics, which is an architectural blueprint, the second most important thing we inherit is our parents’ shared microflora.

Since ancient times Slavic people considered the abdomen as the epicenter of the mystery of life.  the word “abdomen” and “life” are synonyms in the Russian language.

Ancient Slavs knew that gut flora can either be your friend or your foe.  They knew that flora could be transferred and could quickly turn pathogenic if handled incorrectly.  Kissing strangers was prohibited and has never been used as a greeting.

Adarova notes that the “old rules” mandated that one eat animal fat with grains:  ” `You can not spoil kasha with too much gutter’ is an old Russian saying, hinting at the importance of this ingredient in grain consumption.  Russian sourdough was always consumed with a thick lalyer of butter, a widespread tradition in other parts of Europe as well.  Animal fats lubricate the gut protecting it from fiber damage while maximizing the absorption of fat-soluble nutrients” (36).

Finally Adarova points to the detoxifying effect of consuming clay and notes that a number of European bread recipes (Italy, Sweden) call for the addition of clay.  Apparently, ancient grain storage involved clay-lined and clay-sealed pits that kept grains viable for a hundred years.

Here’s the url if you want to read the whole of this very interesting article:   http://www.westonaprice.org/traditional-diets/northern-roots-of-the-ancient-grains

 

PS:  The nightly “news” I watched last night–to see our local weather–contained a story about how doctors were recommending MORE FIBER.  Please take a look at my Mainely Tipping Points essays on added fiber.  Too much fiber is a real problem and most of us get plenty of fiber already.  Too much fiber causes constipation…  And the types of fiber recommended are really hard on the body.

 

 

Interesting Information: The Bee Cause Pollinates An Important Message

Interesting Information:  May 1, 2014

The Bee Cause

 

The Charleston City Paper, South Carolina, just did a really nice piece on DIL Tami Enright’s project:  The Bee Cause.

There is a lot of information in this article about this very successful project to preserve bees in Charleston.  And, about how connecting bees to children and learning and science is really working for everyone involved.

The Bee Cause Project pollinates an important message | Dirt | Charleston City Paper.

Books, Documentaries, Reviews: Jennifer McGruther’s THE NOURISHED KITCHEN

Books, Documentaries, Reviews:  April 29, 2014

 

The Nourished Kitchen

Jennifer McGruther

 

WOW!

Here’s a terrific new cookbook that’s playing off of Sally Fallon Morell and Dr. Mary Enig’s book Nourishing Traditions.  Morell and Enig are part of The Weston A. Price Foundation organization.

 

IMG_0255

 

My friend Rose Thomas, aka “Chicken Rose” to my family as there are others named Rose in my life, dropped by the other day for a cup of tea.  I told her that I had just gotten a really nice new cookbook, and as soon as I picked it up to show her, she said “I just got it too.  On my Kindle.”  But she had a lot of fun actually holding the book in her hands and said so.

So, it’s a book that’s “in the wind” on a number of whole-foods sites.

The author is from Colorado–in the mountains–and seems to have a kind of rural setting.  So there are discussions of foraging for strawberries, wild greens, and cooking wild game.  We might not be able to get elk, but we can get deer and rabbit here in Maine. And our berry gardens are superb.

There’s a terrific chapter on cooking and fermenting ancient grains.  And a resource section that tells where to buy them.

There’s an exciting chapter on fermented foods–with some exciting combinations of ingredients.

Indeed, what’s piquing my interest the most are the different combinations this cook is using in her every day foods.

The section on desserts have some healthy, interesting, delicious looking combinations.

This one is HIGHLY RECOMMENDED!

PS:  Those are salt-preserved Meyer lemons on the cover–an “asset” I keep in my refrigerator all the time.  I cover with a film of olive oil that is delicious drizzled over any kind of baked fish.  A  tablespoon of the chopped lemon and oil put into smashed potatoes with butter adds a delicious sparkle to the mixture.

Quilting Information: Andrea Brokenshire’s “Flora Bota’nica”

Quilting Information:  April 18, 2014

Flora Bota’nica

 

One of the special exhibits at the MQX show in New Hampshire last week was Andrea Brokenshire’s “Flora Bota’nica.”

100_3816

These quilts–and there were at least ten of them and I could have taken a picture of every single one–were spectacular.  I’ve seen a lot of quilts of flowers, but these are extraordinary.

Here’s one:

100_3815

Here’s another:

100_3814

You can see many more of these amazing quilts if you google “images for Andrea Brokenshire quilts.”

Enjoy!

 

Books, Documentaries, Reviews: Michael Pollan: COOKED

Books, Documentaries, Reviews:  April 26, 2014

COOKED

Michael Pollan

 

Friend Gina Caceci brought me Michael Pollan’s Cooked a bit ago…

IMG_0251

I’m only into the beginning pages, but am looking forward to reading more.

Pollan begins with describing what he calls the “cooking paradox”:

How is it that at the precise historical moment when Americans were abandoning the kitchen, handing over the preparation of most of our meals to the food industry, we began spending so much of our time thinking about food and watching other people cook it on television?  The less cooking were doing in our own lives, it seemed, the more that food and its vicarious preparation transfixed us (3).

Pollan goes on to note that “the amount of time spent preparing meals in American households has fallen by half since the mid-sixties, when I was watching my mom fix dinner, to a scant twenty-seven minutes a day” (3).

TWENTY SEVEN MINUTES A DAY!!

Cooking, Pollan notes, is magic:  “Even the most ordinary dish follows a satisfying arc of transformation, magically becoming something more than the sum of its ordinary parts.  And in almost every dish, you can find, besides the culinary ingredients, the ingredients of a story:  a beginning, a middle, and an end” (4).

And here’s a bit of philosophy that might explain the “cooking paradox”:

So maybe the reason we like to watch cooking on television and read about cooking in books is that there are things about cooking we really miss.  We might not feel we have the time or energy (or the knowledge) to do it ourselves every day, but we’re not prepared to see it disappear from our lives altogether.  If cooking is, as the anthropologists tell us, a defining human activity–the act with which culture begins, according to Claude Lévi-Strauss–then maybe we shouldn’t be surprised that watching its processes unfold would strike deep emotional chords (5).

Other anthropologists “have begun to take quite literally the idea that the invention of cooking might hold the evolutionary key to our humaness” (6).

A few years ago, a Harvard anthropologist and primatologist named Richard Wrangham published a fascinating book called Catching Fire, in which he argued that it was the discovery of cooking by our early ancestors–and not tool making or meat eating or language–that set us apart from the apes and made us human.  According to the “cooking hypothesis,” the advent of cooked food altered the course of human evolution.  By providing our forebears with a more energy-dense and easy-to-digest diet, it allowed our brains to grow bigger (brains being notorious energy guzzlers) and our guts to shrink.  It seems that raw food takes much more time and energy to chew and digest, which is why other primates our size carry around substantially larger digestive tracts and spend many more of their waking hours chewing–as much as six hours a day.

Cooking, in effect, took part of the work of chewing and digestion and performed it for us outside of the body, using outside sources of energy.  Also, since cooking detoxifies many potential sources of food, the new technology cracked open a treasure trove of calories unavailable to other animals.  Freed from the necessity of spending our days gathering large quantities of raw food and then chewing (and chewing) it, humans could now devote their time, and their metabolic resources, to other purposes, like creating a culture (6).

So, “if cooking is as central to human identity, biology, and culture as Wrangham suggests, it stands to reason that the decline of cooking in our time would have serious consequences for modern life, and so it has” (7).

I will leave you with this quote–which contains much “food for thought”:

The shared meal is no small thing.  It is a foundation of family life, the place where our children learn the art of conversation and acquire the habits of civilization:  sharing, listening, taking turns, navigating differences, arguing without offending.  What have been called the “cultural contradictions of capitalism”–its tendency to undermine the stabilizing social forms it depends on–are on vivid display today at the modern American dinner table, along with all the brightly colored packages that the food industry has managed to plant there (8).

 

 

 

 

Turkey Tracks: Spring Peepers

Turkey Tracks:  April 26, 2014

Spring Peepers

 

I’ve been really busy with spring projects and spring clean-up.

So you have not heard from me much this week.

The amazing Stephen Pennoyer has taken on many of the projects neglected for the past five years.  He is a meticulous carpenter and all-around building expert.  And he’s been the most wonderful gift in my life as he has taken on jobs that most people would shudder at doing–things like digging drainage ditches for underground pipes and digging big and deep holes to sink new fence posts in–all into earth covered with gravel and littered with land-fill stones.  Always, he is cheerful–no matter the frustration.  And, always, he figures out a way “to do it right.”  I’m “the helper” and am called on to hold posts steady.  Or, help lift something that needs more than two hands or just a big more carrying poundage.

I’ll start posting pictures as he finishes the many jobs we have underway.

Meanwhile, Melody Pendleton was here painting a big downstairs room.

And Riteway Rugs picked up the big Karastan downstairs.  It’s been over 11 years since it has been cleaned.

Those are only A FEW of the ongoing projects.

Meanwhile, I cleaned out (and repaired rusted out chicken wire) on the chicken coop and cage.  That always a HUGE spring job.

I am thankful that it’s a rainy day.  My body needs a rest…

* * *

The peepers–tiny, tiny frogs–have  had a terrible time this year.

First they emerged out of the icy mud only to have a serious refreeze.  Many of us were afraid they had been killed.

Here are some images:  Peepers image – Google Search.

And here is a video I did the other night so you could see how LOUD they are: