Turkey Tracks: Green Camden Hills Beauty: Thanks Bonnie Hunter

Turkey Tracks:  July 13, 2013

Green Camden Hills Beauty:  Thanks Bonnie Hunter

Look at this beauty!

I think it’s one of the prettiest quilts I’ve ever made and its ALL from my green stash.

I saw Bonnie Hunter’s “Blue Ridge Beauty” in her ADVENTURES WITH LEADERS AND ENDERS and started piecing four-patch light and dark green patches as a “leader and ender” project fed into the machine when I needed to remove blocks from another project I was working on–that way, you never break your sewing thread and are working on two projects at once.  (You can read more about this method on Bonnie’s web page, www.quiltville.com.  You can get to her blog from the main site if you want to–and I have to say I love getting her posts.)

Green Camden Hills Beauty, 2

Of course, I had to piece some of the half-square triangles just to see how the block looked.  And then I had to see how multiple blocks were going to look.  Soon, I was piecing this quilt and NOT working on my original project.  I became, quickly, obsessed with this quilt.  And of course, I needed to sprinkle in some blocks that had green, yes, but also had some orange, some pink, and some blue.  They effect is very pleasing, as if there are polka dots scattered across the top.

It’s a BIG quilt–easily king size–and I didn’t make it quite as long as Bonnie did.  She took the pattern down one more row for the length.  I could make the quilt this wide since son Bryan helped me put four more feet into my long-arm–so now I have the full 12 feet.

Green Camden Hills Beauty

Here’s a close-up for you.  I quilted it with “Deb’s Swirls” in the big version.  (I smiled when I saw that Bonnie Hunter was also using this pantograph on her “Dancing Nines” project.)  I’ve later also gotten the medium version for smaller quilts.  It’s a very nice all-over swirling pattern.  I used a dark teal thread, which is pleasing to the eye I think.  We have such dark greens in our forests and on the hillsides in the spring–all mixed up with every shade of green imaginable.

Green Camden Hills Beauty blocks

Here’s a close-up of the border and a corner–that greenish stone-looking fabric has been hanging around my stash for years.  It’s PERFECT in this spot–echoing all our granite and rocky ledges on the Camden Hills–which are very old  mountains.

Green Camden Hills Borders

The back is all taken from my stash–which used up yards and yards of, again, green fabrics hanging around without a purpose.  I mixed in some orphan blocks that were going nowhere–and it all works really well for a scrappy quilts.  That saved me probably $80.  Or, used $80 that I’d already spent–however you want to think about it.  This backing works well for this scrappy quilt.

Green Camden Hills Beauty back

I pieced a line of the three-inch half-square triangle blocks to see what they might look like in a bar quilt.  They’re nice–and I might have gone that direction a year ago.  But after finding Bonnie Hunter’s work, I know there is a more complicated, complex way to use those blocks.  I’m piecing more of them as a leader ender project now…

Green Camden Hills Beauty back detail

This project has been so much fun for me!  And I really love this quilt.

Turkey Tracks: Greg Heath and Crew: Last Night

Turkey Tracks:  July 12, 2013

Greg Heath and Crew:  Last Night

They came; they visited and saw our coast; they sailed; they flew home.

I picked them up a bit late from the boat–due to a time mix-up.  They were ready for warm showers and naps.  They were not hungry:  Captain Annie sent them home with full and happy bellies.

After dinner, just at dusk, we went down to Camden for an ice cream cone:

Greg and crew, ice cream

Here’s a picture of Greg and namesake “Also Greg” looking at our harbor from the “harbor green” that lies at the harbor’s head:

Greg and Also Gregory

Here’s what they’re viewing:

Greg and crew, Camden Harbor

They all got a good night’s sleep, and this morning dawned clear and blue.  We had breakfast on the deck, Greg mowed my lawn (yeah and thanks!!!!), and off we went to the airport.

Turkey Tracks: Gregory Heath Visits Maine

Turkey Tracks:  July 9th, 2013

Gregory Heath Visits Maine

My brother-in-law Gregory Heath arrived in Maine Saturday morning shepherding his nephew “Also Gregory” Heath (18) and his granddaughter Fiona Whittle (12) for their first look at Maine and their first sail on a windjammer, the J&E Riggin, our family’s favorite.  Absent was Greg’s granddaughter Emma Bryan Booker (almost 14), daughter of Catherine Heath Booker (deceased) and Jay Booker.  Amie Price, who has momentary legal primary custody of Emma, refused to let her come two days before departure, though she gave permission for this trip earlier and though Greg had paid already for all of Emma’s travel and for the Riggin.

Fiona and Emma are my grandnieces, and Catherine, Emma’s mother, was my godchild and someone I loved dearly and miss dearly.  If you read my initial essays on this blog, you will see that Catherine’s death is how I got to Maine in the first place.  (Life is short and then you die, so you’ve got to live every minute fully and with joy, which for me came to involve moving to Maine.)  In the short year of Catherine’s terrible cancer, I spent every minute I could with her, often sleeping in the hospital room with her for a week at the time.  We all worked together to never leave her alone in that year, and she tried everything possible so she could stay with Emma, who was just a little over a year old when Catherine’s cancer appeared, and Jay.  Catherine and Jay were not yet thirty when this tragedy occurred:  Catherine died at 27 years old.  You can tell by now that I’m not going to “play nice” about Amie’s cruelty to Catherine’s daughter, to Catherine’s family.

I collected the “crew” from the Owl’s Head airport around noon on Saturday.  “Also Gregory’s” comment:  “I’ve never been in such a small airport.”  We went directly to the Owl’s Head General Store for “the best hamburger in Maine,” appropriately called “the seven napkin hamburger.”  We took our food to the nearby Owl’s Head Lighthouse park for a picnic overlooking Penobscot Bay and some of its gorgeous islands.  Along the way we passed a working lobster harbor and wharf’s, which was filled with lobster boats which had returned from their early morning lobster trips.

After lunch we toured the Owl’s Head lighthouse grounds and admired the water and harbor views.  Owl’s Head sticks way out into the bay and from it, you can see a lot of the coastline, the nearby islands, and all kinds of boats in motion.

Greg's crew, Owl's Head

It was HOT, HOT, and humid.  So we headed to my home, donned swimming suits, and went for a swim at Shirttail point, which is on the Megunticook River–which was once lined with dams and mills.

We had a fabulous dinner, which we all helped to cook.  Fiona and I made a green salad from all our local fresh ingredients, including roasted beets and goat cheese–and dressed with a mustardy dressing made with my own garlic.  (In my world, there is no such thing as too much garlic.)  My pictures of the two salads are blurry, blurry, but I’m showing them just so you can get some idea of what we made.

Greg's crew, salad

We also made a potato salad using locally grown purple potatoes (full of nutrients), homemade mayo, and boiled eggs from my chickens.  We added in my herbs and local scallions liberally to everything.

Greg's crew, purplel potato salad

Meanwhile, Greg and Also Greg were cooking steaks:

Greg's Crew, cooking steaks

Greg's crew, steaks

The steaks could be topped with my basil/garlic oil, which I make in the summer and freeze in small containers and enjoy all year on meat, in soups, in salad dressings:

Greg's crew, basil oil

 

Off and on all that first afternoon, Greg set about helping me with some household chores that had gotten away from me–especially with all the rain.  Among those chores was the sweeping of all the decks and cleaning the glass-topped table and chairs.  Look how it shines!

Greg's crew, clean table

We ate our breakfast out here on Sunday morning:  blueberry fiddle cakes, real butter, real maple syrup, my blueberry jam, almond butter, strawberries from my garden, and cantaloupe.  Afterwards we put on our bathing suits under our clothes and went to Mt. Battie.

Greg's crew, Mt. Battie

Greg's crew, Mt. Battie 2

Here’s part of the view from this point.  That’s Owl’s Head sticking way out at the top of the coastline you can see.  Camden Town is the beautiful harbor you see in the center.

Greg's crew, Mt. Battie View

Next we walked along the mountain top to the tower which was built after WWI.  Prior to the tower, an inn sat on this site.  Carriage trails up the mountain led to it–and they are now hiking trails.  The inn burned at some point.

Greg's crew, Mt. Battie tower

Here’s the crew at the top of the tower:

Greg's crew, atop the tower

And here’s one part of their 350 degree view–which looks out to Bald Mountain and Howe Hill where my house is.

Greg's crew, Mt. Battie tower view

The poet Edna St. Vincent Millay grew up in Camden and once recited the poem “Renaissance” to the Camden Ladies Club at the Whitehall Inn.  One of the women saw to it that Millay went to college afterwards.  Millay used to hike up to Mt. Battie and created the first lines of the poem there.  Here’s the plaque that lies near the tower, featuring the opening lines of the poem:

Greg's crew, Millay poem

All I could see from where I stood

Was three long mountains and a wood.

I turned and looked another way

And saw three islands in a bay.

So with my eyes traced the line

Of the horizon thin and fine

Straight around till I was come

Back to where I’d started from.

And all I saw from where I stood

Was three mountains and a wood.

Again, we were HOT, HOT, so we headed to Fernald’s Neck–a preserve–for a swim.  We hiked this path through the conifers–about 1/4 of a mile–to Balance Rock and the sunny ledges where it’s lovely to swim:

Greg's crew, Fernald's neck path

Fiona was always the first one into the water in both swimming events.  She was fearless and stayed until we had to go.

Greg's crew, Fiona at Fiona's Rock

Our mountains are very, very old and worn–so they seem to be more like big hills.

Greg's crew, Fernald's neck

We swam and sunned for some time–and it was glorious and joyful.

Here’s the crew at Balance Rock–a huge boulder left by the retreating glaciers that scoured the surface of Maine, leaving all the depressions that turned into our many, many lakes.

Greg's crew, Balance Rock

At home, we had a lunch of our leftovers–on the shiny clean table–and the crew dispersed to get ready to go to the J&E Riggin.

When we got there, I was so happy to see Captains Jon and Annie that I didn’t take a single picture.  Captain Jon oriented the passengers on the boat and then we were free to go out to dinner and to see a little of Rockland, which is a charming place filled with art galleries and clever stores.

Greg treated us to dinner at Cafe Miranda–which is a very fun place that has very fun food.

Greg's crew, Cafe Miranda

And now, the crew is out on the bay sailing.  I hope that they are having a good time.  The weather is mixed–and has cooled way off.  I sent them with all my rain gear–I had two sets–so at least two of them are covered.  I’ve been on the Riggin in all kinds of weather and it’s always been fun.

Here’s the Riggin under sail.  She’s big and fast and very stable.

If you search on “images” and “J&E Riggin” you’ll get a page of pictures of what the boat looks like from a lot of different angles.  And, of Captains Jon and Annie.  By the way, Annie has published two cookbooks and has a great blog where she posts lots of recipes.

I will pick them up on Thursday morning.  And we will spend some time in Camden and, weather permitting, will swim.

They fly back to DC on Friday morning, and I miss them already.

Turkey Tracks: “Windows on the World” Quilt

Turkey Tracks:  July 8, 2013

“Windows on the World” Quilt

We’ve had cool weather mostly up here in Maine this summer.  Yes, we’ve had a few really hot, humid, unpleasant days, but on balance, it’s been cool.  Of course we always say that we don’t get summer until July 4th up here, so maybe we’re right on schedule.

Anyway, I found myself pulling out this quilt at night.

 

Windows on the World

I was finishing it up when John and I made our first trip to Maine at just this time frame in 2003.  He loved this quilt, so I gave it to him.  He picked out the border fabrics.  We moved into our home here in June 2004, so this June marks the beginning of my tenth year here.  The time seems to have flown by so fast.

I won the little house blocks back in Falls Church, Virginia, in a “block-of-the-month” draw.  You made that month’s selected block, and your name went into the pot however many times the number of blocks you made.

Here are some close-ups of the blocks:

Windows on the World red block

And–you can see I made some of them “fuzzy” with embellishing some texture into the block’s flatness.  And, in places, hand quilted with embroidery thread with big stitches.

Windows on the World fuzzy blocki

And:

Windows on the World blocks

Here’s the backing and binding:

Windows on the World backing and binding

And here it is folded on the end of the bed.  It’s not a large quilt–more of a lap size–but it does cover one at night.

Windows on the World, folded

It’s holding up well…

The down side of a “block-of-the-month” program is that many people do not make their blocks with an accurate 1/4 seams–so the blocks can vary in size.  If you are “off” a sliver for each block, by the time you sew them together, you can be “off” rather a lot–and the quilt will never lie flat.   Using sashing strategies can let you sliver trim so all your blocks are the same size.  Trust me when I tell you that this lesson was a hard-learned one for me.  You can’t “iron out” the differences…

There is a more elaborate house quilt in my future–made with blueberry fabrics I have collected up here in Maine.

 

 

Turkey Tracks: What’s Happening To The Atlantic Puffin?

Turkey Tracks:  July 8, 2013

What’s Happening To The Atlantic Puffin?

Aren’t they cute?

 

They’re dying.

A story in The Washington Post (1 July 2013, C10) shares that the remaining puffins in Maine, about 2000, are starving to death as the fish they eat are moving away from the warm temps now present off the coast of Maine.

I dropped off brother-in-law Greg Heath, his nephew Gregory Heath, and his granddaughter Fiona Whittle (and my grandniece) at the windjammer J&E Riggin yesterday for a four-day sail.  Captain Jon Finger said the temperature on the harbor entrance buoy was 72 degrees.  Can I just say that that is shocking.  The “normal” temp would be in the 50s range…  And up until a few days ago, we’ve had very cool weather up here in Mid-Coast Maine.

Puffins are not the only seabirds in danger.

Here are more images if you feel so inclined.

 

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Turkey Tracks: July 4th in Cushing, Maine

Turkey Tracks:  July 6, 2013

July 4th in Cushing, Maine

Every July 4th, Sarah Rheault and her children, Willow and Chrisso, host a potluck July 4th party at their Cushing, Maine, home, for, mostly, their Cushing neighbors and friends.  This year, Willow could not come.  The mother of a toddler, she is expecting her second child this summer.  Chrisso was present, however, and spent some hours grilling us delicious hamburgers.  And the potluck food, as always, was also delicious.

I brought deviled eggs from my soy-free, free-range chickens–made with homemade mayonnaise and local scallions.  I sprinkled them with freshly cut chives.  I should have taken a picture, especially after Sarah put my eggs on a big white platter she had.  I had carried them in a container that I could fit into the cooler for the 45 minute ride out Cushing.

It was SUNNY and hot–and we all reveled in both after so many, many days of rain.

I thought you kind blog readers might enjoy seeing the views from this special spot in this world.  Here’s a view from the front of the house–which is built low so as to fit into the landscape.

Rheault's July 4th 2013

That’s Sarah in the blue jacket.  See the solar panels in the background?

Rheault's July 4th, 2

Here’s the deck.  That’s Meg Barclay, standing, in the orange shirt.  She’s talking to John Blydenburg.  I was struck by the contrast between my first time at this July 4th party and this time.  I have, in nine years, gone from knowing no one at this event to knowing so many of these dear people.

Rheault's July 4, 3

On the right is Joie Willametz, who kind of adopted John and me on my first time to this party.  Joie is one of the most amazing people in this world.  She is an artist; she is endlessly curious; she traveled extensively with her husband; I have to work really hard to beat her at WORD.  She is sitting with her daughter-in-law and grandson, who together with Joie’s son, came down from New York City for the weekend.

Rheault's July 4 4

I will leave you with a view that kind of says it all:

Rheault's July 4, 5

Thank you Sarah and Chrisso for…everything!

Mainely Tipping Points 48: Is Dr. Russell Blaylock a Quack?

Mainely Tipping Points 48:  July 2, 2013 

 

Is Dr. Russell Blaylock a Quack?

 

 

Wikipedia says Dr. Blaylock is a quack because he does not follow “science based medicine.”

On the basis of a Wiki page, which is anonymously written, a Facebook page on my news feed discussing Dr. Blaylock was removed by a FB friend yesterday without allowing the benign discussion taking place to go forward to its conclusion—which amounts to silencing and censorship, which means a refusal to dig deeper into the issue at hand to see what science actually says, which means a policing of the status quo, which means fear is present.

Science based medicine…

Well, that’s something I’ve been researching and writing about for the past five years or so.  And, living, since my husband fell into the hands of “science-based” medicine practices during a time when the oversight boards for prostate cancer were saying that doing nothing was the best course to take since the treatments did not affect the outcome.  I will go to my grave believing that the treatments did affect the outcome in that they hastened John’s death.  How could they not since they assaulted his body in countless ways.  It never had a chance.

I am sympathetic with our local doctors, most of whom are caring people who wanted to make a difference for John.  The problem is that their tool box did not contain what John needed, so they just recommended the tools they had, regardless of the shift in the science.  These doctors built their careers on these tools—such a shift threatened their ability to support themselves.  That’s a grave place to be in.   

What do we know about Dr. Russell Blaylock?

His own web site details his medical credentials (http://www.russellblaylockmd.com/). I do not doubt them since they would have long since been debunked if he were not telling the truth.  You can go there for the whole list of his medical credentials.

The pertinent information is that Dr. Blaylock is a board certified neurosurgeon who practiced for 25 years before he retired.  He worked with the eminent neurosurgeon Dr. Ludwig Kempe.  Together they developed the transcallosal removal of intraventricular tumors, which he claims is still used today, and the ventriculolymphatic shunt in treatment of hydrocephalus.  Their personal relationship continues to this day.

A turning point for Dr. Blaylock came when he started using “high-intensity nutritional supplementation in craniocerebral trauma patients” which “met with great success.”  Eventually, Blaylock retired in order to spend more time studying and researching nutrition and healing with nutrition. 

In that regard Blaylock is part of the current and growing movement which seeks to understand the connections between foods and human health.  Some stars in this arena are Dr. Mary Enig (fats), Dr. Natasha Campbell-McBride (GAPS), Dr. Joseph Mercola (amazing general blog), Dr. Kaayla T. Daniels (soy), Dr. William Davis (WHEAT BELLY), Dr. Chris Masterjohn (vitamins A, D, and K), Michael Pollen, Sally Fallon Morell, all the scientists now working on the integrity of the gut and gut health and its connections to behavior, and so forth.  Blaylock’s work in this arena led to The Weston A. Price Foundation giving him their Integrity in Science Award in 2004.

Blaylock is a member of the International and American Associations of Clinical Nutritionists, the American College of Nutrition, the Price-Pottenger Nutrition Foundation, and many other health-related organizations.  (Pottenger did the famous cat studies involving the generational effects of malnutrition.)     

Dr. Blaylock is on the editorial staffs of the Journal of American Physicians and Surgeons and of the Journal of the American Nutraceutical Association.  He is on the board of Fluoride.  He is, or was if he’s retired from there, a visiting professor in the department of biological sciences at Belhaven College in Jackson, Mississippi—a conservative Christian college for those of you who think you are dealing with a liberal.

His web site lists his publications and his three books—the first being EXCITOTOXINS:  THE TASTE THAT KILLS.  (Aspartame is an excitotoxin.)  It makes sense to me that Blaylock’s interest in the impact of excitotoxins on the brain lines up with the fact that he was a practicing neurosurgeon.

Is this a “star” resume?

I do not know, medically speaking.  It is the resume of a working neurosurgeon of twenty-five years who got interested in the relationship of healing and food nutrition and acted on it.  It is the resume of someone who went on to study nutrition, to put himself in the nutritional arena with his associations, and to write about nutrition.

So, where does he begin to fall afoul of the Wiki author of his page?  The following list lies at the juncture of where many folks are asking “where’s the science?”—vaccines, aspartame, mercury in dental amalgams, fluoride, and aluminum cookware.

Which takes us back to “science-based” medicine…

Vaccines:  Would it surprise you to know that there have been NO LONG TERM gold-standard studies on the efficacy of vaccines?  That renders all we “know” about vaccines in the correlation camp.  There is not solid cause and effect scientific data in this country.  None.  Period.   

Would it surprise you to know that many scientists are now thinking that smallpox was tamed by sanitation and that polio may have been caused by DDT?

Would it surprise you to know that there is a government organization that pays off parents of children who have been harmed by vaccines?  Or that you can’t sue a vaccine maker if you or your child is harmed?

Recently, two young women died after a Gardasil vaccine.  Researchers examined their brain tissues and discovered that the vaccine had breached the blood-brain barrier, which in turn triggered the fatal autoimmune response that killed the girls—which vaccines are not supposed to do (Pharmaceut Reg Affairs 2012, S12:001).  What if other vaccines are making this leap? Could that account for the undeniable vaccine damage in children?  Leslie Mannookian’s documentary THE GREATER GOOD addresses the lack of science in the vaccine debates.  It is being shown all over the country in many venues, including to medical personnel.  I, for one, am going to see this film, which I think is available online, as soon as possible.

Fluoride:  I wrote three essays on this blog (Tipping Points Essays 34-36) that attempted to summarize the book THE CASE AGAINST FLUORIDE—written by three senior, well-established scientists with impeccable biographies in chemistry, toxicology, medical biophysics, and biological sciences.  There never was any science supporting putting fluoride in the water.  The most recent mandated government-sponsored assessment raised dozens of red flags about fluoride.  It was the first panel that contained nonbiased scientists.  The dose isn’t controllable, and even the American Dental Association warns not to feed infants formula made with fluoridated tap water.  Studies from all over the world show that fluoride is dangerous:  it harms bones and affects IQ in developing infants.  Countries that do not fluoridate do not have worse cavity rates than the U.S. does.  The stronger correlation with healthy teeth is good diet.

Mercury amalgams:  The mercury in your fillings off-gasses for the rest of your life and can make you sick.  Mercury is very, very toxic.  Europe is banning mercury fillings.  In our country dentists are quietly switching to non-mercury fillings.  I and many of my family members have had old mercury fillings removed.  (Be careful doing that and find a dentist who knows the danger of what s/he is doing.)

Aspartame:  Aspartame has, famously, never undergone third-party independent and objective assessment.  Industry supplies the “proof” of safety and the government (with staff assessment by actual scientists saying no about aspartame) allowed its use.  That’s a nasty, nasty story—and I covered it in Tipping Points Essay No. 19 on this blog.  The approval was a political decision, not a scientific one.  If you go to www.snopes to check on claims that aspartame is dangerous, you will see that the story is “false” and you will see a letter written by a government staffer claiming it was tested.  Don’t you believe that because the studies were all industry produced.  That’s the kind of corrupt system our government is running now, and we have got to get the foxes out of the regulatory henhouses and put in some laws with teeth if we want our government to actually protect us. 

Aluminum cookware:  Aluminum is a toxic metal.  If you cook with it or use a lot of aluminum foil, it will reside in your body.  Our bodies have enough environmental burdens without having to cope with aluminum toxicity.  I don’t use it any more—either cookware or foil.  Parchment paper works just as well in most cases. 

So, you decide about Dr. Blaylock. 

He’s not a saint.  He’s got quirks—like most of us he is a complex figure, not a cartoon all bad/all good character.

He’s asking “where’s the science” behind a number of mainstream medical practices and recommendations that he (and I, after researching them) believe are quite dangerous.  He’s looking for ways to effect healing by giving the body the healthy nutrient dense food it requires.

The response from the mainstream—as it almost always is—is to demonize him as a quack.  Devra Davis, a premier scientist, described this industry-driven process brilliantly in THE SECRET HISTORY OF THE WAR ON CANCER.  And make no mistake about it, too much of science and medicine today is industry driven, with little relationship to actual science and a huge relationship to profit making. 

With demonization, Blaylock joins any number of folks who have said “where’s the science” and been attacked and smeared in an attempt to erase what he’s asking as it falls into the realm of “an inconvenient truth.”  Dr. Mary Enig, for instance, tried to tell us about the danger of trans fats and about the healthy nature of high-quality saturated fats.  She lost all her research money and was demonized and not published for years.  But, she was right all along.  

Follow the money.  Vaccines, aspartame, and fluoride are big, big money.  Under our economic system, it is entirely logical that industry would fight to continue making that money and that it enslaves us all to its purpose, doctors included.    

Demonization is how a system of cultural power maintains the status quo.  But that status quo is not ultimately healthy for you. Today, one in two people will get cancer.  That’s 50 percent.  That’s a plague.  So, think twice, investigate, learn how to find and read reputable sources, and choose not to participate in practices that will make you sick. 

Ultimately, this issue isn’t about Blaylock personally.  It’s about “where’s the science?”  It’s about your health.   

Turkey Tracks: Pea Soup Fog

Turkey Tracks:  June 30, 2013

Pea Soup Fog

Pea soup fog in Maine is so thick you can’t see into it or beyond it–give or take the space just around you.

I’ve been on a mission for a while to capture the sense of that enveloping white mist with my camera.

I took this picture on Friday.  The fog had moved way inland.  It surrounded my car, limiting visibility to about 30 feet.

See?

The camera actually captured more clarity than there actually was on the road.  And, makes the tree in the mist seem further away.  Interesting.

Pea  Soup Fog, June 2013

I love it when I’m on Route One in the summer, and the fog bank that can sit over the water for days starts to come onto land.  It sends out long tendrils of white at road level–almost as if the fog is trying to grab hold of road, rock, trees, meadows and pull itself ashore.

If you are on a boat on the water, suddenly you find yourself sitting in a white cocoon.  Only the boat and the water are both moving…

Mercy!  Everyone starts listening for other boats’ warning bells, the clanging of buoys, and any other hint of where one might be and what is near one…

 

 

Turkey Tracks: Counting Joys

Turkey Tracks:  June 30, 2013

Counting Joys

I am counting joys today.

Sunshine, after days of rain.

The new Corian kitchen counters are in.

And aren’t they beautiful?  I have snagged my sweaters on the shredding formica for the very last time.

The whole kitchen seems brighter and lighter…  The color is beautiful with the oak floors and white cabinets…

Kitchen counters, June 2013Kitchen Counters 2, June 2013

Many, many thanks to Lynn Gushee of Dream Kitchens in Rockland.  She’s amazing and is also helping me with some other details in the kitchen that needed tackling.

The leaky 70-gallon water tank is gone.  Mark and Cappy of Mark’s Appliance said they had never seen the inside of a water tank so corroded.  Friend Meg Barclay, an architect, tells me that was probably due to the acidity of our water from local granite.

We did more than replace the tank–we replaced the whole heating system, which was old and getting cranky.  The old boiler sat on the floor and was about 2 feet by 5 feet.  It took up the whole utility room and put out a constant wall of heat–so that in the humid summer, everything in the utility room was covered with a layer of running, condensing water.

Here’s the new boiler and the new water tank “helper.”  This system is more efficient and will use less propane (my house is heated by water, which I love).  The new helper has a lifetime warranty.

Yes, the new boiler is that little white box on the wall.

BoilerHelper

A new dog fence has been installed.  Penny is delirious and so am I.  She will not be patrolling the street below and nipping at feet peddling bicycles.  Thanks to Sarah Rheault and the folks from Invisible Fence.

The moss has been cleaned off the roof.   Thanks Horch Roofing.

The garage stairs, open to a bad fall from either the stairs or the floor of the attic, has been walled in.  Thanks to Ronald VanHeeswijk.  Neither I nor the grandchildren will fall off that death trap onto the concrete floor below.  Best of all, they can make the attic of the garage their own space this summer.

The back deck privacy wall has been painted and shored up for another year.  It’s pretty much rotten, and I will replace it next year.  Thanks to Margaret Rauenhorst, Ronald VanHeeswijk, and John Marr.

All the leaky faucets have been fixed, thanks to plumbers Wes Avery and Ben Varner.

Mulch and weeding and all the spring tasks have been accomplished, thanks to David Hannan.

Hope’s Edge, our CSA, has started, thanks to Tom Griffin and crew.

The strawberries are ripe in the garden.  The garlic scapes are ready to be cut.  The peas are coming in.  The cold frame is full of lettuce.  And, it’s summer in Maine!

 

Turkey Tracks: Refreshing Water!

Turkey Tracks:  June 30, 2013

Refreshing Water!

I follow Bonnie Hunter’s blog.  She’s an amazing quilter who specializes in scrappy quilts with an eye toward using up your quilting stash, finding cotton materials to reuse–as in cutting up cotton shirts–and using vintage sewing machines.  Periodically she holds “Quilt Cam” where she mounts a camera in her basement sewing room and as she sews, shows viewers what she is doing, and chats with them online.  She is sharing her own sewing time and urging those of us who can to join her in a sewing session.  When I can’t make a current Quilt Cam with her, I always replay her archived sessions and sew along in that way.

On a recent Quilt Cam, a friend of hers had just visited and made “the most refreshing water.”  Bonnie lives in North Carolina when she isn’t traveling and teaching, so it gets HOT and one gets THIRSTY.

The water is simple and absolutely delicious.  Take a gallon jar, slice a lime really thin, slice a cucumber really thin, throw in a handful of mint (especially if you have it in your yard as I do), fill the jar with water, and refrigerate it overnight.

Delicious!

This picture isn’t great, but you can see what mine looked like before I drank half of it.

 

Refreshing water

You can keep adding water until the lovely light taste is gone.  Then start over.

Cucumber juice is supposed to be really healthy.  But I don’t see why one couldn’t try other citrus and herb mixtures.  Orange with what?  Thyme?  Basil?  Rosemary?  Lemon with…   Grapefruit with…

Thank you Bonnie and Bonnie’s friend!