Tuesday, July 31, 2012
Monday, July 30, 2012
Away
Zaydeh loved mashed potatoes. Miss B's wish for him is that he be somewhere where everything is made out of mashed potatoes. Fluffy and white and delicious.
I would miss this space if I didn't post this week...so will see what feels right. Maybe something brief or maybe just images.
Take care friends. And a huge thank you to all the friends who made leaving our house for a week and in a hurry such a manageable feat. Good friends indeed.
Friday, July 27, 2012
This Moment
This Moment - A Friday ritual inspired by Soule Mama.
A simple and special moment that I want to hold onto and cherish.
leave a link to your moment in the comments.
Thursday, July 26, 2012
Cousin Time
With her dad away this week Miss B has been a bit out of sorts, that and the whole realization of death I'm sure. As I look back on candid photos of she and a little girlfriend who came over to play poor Miss B looks quite distracted and like she's got the weight of the world on her shoulders. It pains me. We've been taking it slow, snuggling a lot and spending much of our time by the sea. The best of which was with Cousin H and Auntie yesterday.
It is so rare that there is a day that all four of us are together and one of us doesn't have some responsibility or obligation to rush back to at some point. We were completely free agents. The weather was, as the weather people say "the pick of the week." Absolutely gorgeous and we headed to the beach. Now in Maine when we say beach, there might not be a grain of sand at the spot we have in mind. Mudflats, rocky crags, possibly a low bridge, basically anywhere you could potentially get wet (with salt water in our case) could be referred to as a beach.
This particular "beach" was actually a enormous tidal pool in New Harbor and it was amazing. H had been there for an environmental camp fieldtrip earlier this summer and he spent the ride there telling me things I wouldn't see: hermit crabs, fish, etc.
Then when we got there he proceeded to find and in some instances catch, for a moment, everything he had insisted wouldn't be there.
He is so good at finding crabs, no small feat as they blend in so well. Hearing him singing to clams to get them to relax and open their shells, just so he could take a little peak inside before he released them, well that is pretty special.
H sporting empty quahog shells on his forehead. We said he looked like a young bull calf just growing horns. |
Lazy day at the seaside with a cousin and sister, followed by ice cream at a childhood favorite, Roundtop in Damariscotta. A perfect day, and just what we needed.
Did you have a favorite cousin as a child?
Tuesday, July 24, 2012
Talking About Death with a Four Year Old
My father-in-law is in stage four of his battle with cancer and we had just spoken with Miss B over breakfast about how he is so very sick, sicker than the last time we saw him and that he might actually die. She seemed to take it in matter of factly, and we talked a bit about what different cultures/religions think happens to us after we die. We talked about taking some books out at the library about Egyptian after-life ideas and the conversation ended. Two hours later I found the dead bird.
Talk about a teachable moment. I told Miss B what had happened and then we talked about what we should do. Leave it on the lawn for bugs and possibly other animals to eat or put it in a shoe box and bury it. She said she wanted to bury it. Then all on her own, she filled a box with flowers, making a little pillow at one end and a flower "blanket" out of a giant hydrangea. I wrapped the bird in toilet paper and set it in the flower bed inside the box. Together we decided to bury it in the shade of our favorite rose bush so that the nutrients in the body could go back to the earth, feed the soil and in turn feed the rose bush. Then every year we enjoy the roses we can remember and honor the bird.
Digging a shoebox sized hole was a bit more work than I expected. But we did it and then we said a few words about how we were sorry the bird got caught in our net and then shared some wishes for the bird if it was going to an afterlife. I said I hoped it had tons of berries. Miss B specified that there be no nets. Then she leaned down and kissed the box and we pushed the soil back into the hole with our hands.
The whole experience was beautiful really, and came at the time when we most needed it. I am truly grateful.
We're heading up the coast for a couple days, for some much loved cousin time. It may be quiet here.
Monday, July 23, 2012
Flower Girl
We were up the coast at my cousin's wedding this weekend. That's her as the beautiful bride. It was right on the water, and the weather was absolutely gorgeous. My dear Miss B was the flower girl and she was in seventh heaven about it.
She and cousin H got to bust a move on the dance floor and eat cake of course.
Is it me or does wedding cake just taste better than "regular" cake? I was swooning about the cake and was told it had almond paste or almond meal in it. Need to find out more about this. Auntie?
Check out the cute little bottles of sand on the tables at the reception, and pastel mints of course.
She and cousin H got to bust a move on the dance floor and eat cake of course.
Is it me or does wedding cake just taste better than "regular" cake? I was swooning about the cake and was told it had almond paste or almond meal in it. Need to find out more about this. Auntie?
Friday, July 20, 2012
This Moment
This Moment - A Friday ritual inspired by Soule Mama.
A simple and special moment that I want to hold onto and cherish.
If you feel inspired to do the same, please
leave a link to your moment in the comments.
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Beach Garb
Rocking "baby" summer squash to sleep. |
Wednesday, July 18, 2012
In My Garden
THE GOOD NEWS
We've got zucchini and summer squash coming in beautifully.
Green tomatoes getting bigger by the minute.
Oh how I can't wait for a sun ripened,
sun warmed tomato from the vine.
The sunflower house is coming along pretty nicely.
Miss B seems pleased and her little friends enchanted with it.
THE BAD NEWS
Squash bugs, Japanese beetles, earwigs (not seen in photos)
and stink bugs are also loving the garden.
THE GOOD NEWS
The squash bugs squish easily
Japanese beetles can't swim.
Birds will supposedly eat them. Welcome birds!
The weevils seem to love the beer I brewed last summer
that we didn't particularly care for.
In fact the guzzlers have drunk it all!
I am actually on the cusp of buying alcohol for earwigs.
I know that if I buy a single bottle of cheapo brew I am going to feel weird
and then be compelled to tell the clerk,
who couldn't care less that it's for the earwigs.
Yeah, sure earwigs.
THE WORST NEWS
I received the lab results back on the three soil samples I sent off to the state lab a couple weeks ago. One bed is highly contaminated with lead and the other two have minor contamination. Yikes! I should receive more quantitative test results in 2-4 weeks. Agh! I think it's safe to say we will not be eating any squash or cukes from the highly contaminated bed. Ironically this is the only row of squash the squash bugs have yet to discover - maybe they knew something we didn't? My plan with the other two beds is to not consume anything in the flower bed...sure we planted some edible flowers but not a huge loss. We could call it a mild disappointment. The other bed has berry bushes and onions, black beans, squash tomatoes. Will plan on harvesting and then either storing (onions) or freezing (everything else) and being sure to label it as to it's origin so that I can dispose of it if need be. I am so, so, so amazingly thankful that I decided to have the soil tested! And so glad that the majority of the vegetable garden is in raised beds with imported soil. Will plan on doing a follow-up post with more info on lead contaminated soil and food grown there. From my initial research it seems that greens are the worst, but that fruits (cukes, tomatoes etc.) are better in terms of not containing lead. I do want to thank the folks at Root Simple for sharing their own struggles with lead contaminated soil, and my friends in my permaculture group. I'm a country gal. I would never have thought to test for lead. Of course I've never grown so close to an old house before, or close to a road for that matter.
THE BEST NEWS
We seem to be puttering about in the garden every evening after supper.
Miss B. begs for snap peas, or sheep's sorrel.
A great way to end each day.
Weeding, picking, pinching in this jungle that we've grown.
Miss B had a new little neighborhood friend over the other night.
The girl gasped when she saw the back raised beds.
My little one shrugged and said "Yeah, my mom likes to garden a lot."
And I do.
Tuesday, July 17, 2012
Tractors for Tuesday
My dad Fourth of July 2012. Driving his father's 1943. |
My Uncle John, not a tractor but in the same spirit! |
This fellow is smart. He has a fire extinguisher. |
This fellow had set up a float showcasing an engine that appeared to be run by stuffed monkeys. Obviously a big hit with Miss B. |
And while on the subject of tractors who could forget the Tractor Chicken scene in Footloose? Happy Tuesday folks!
Monday, July 16, 2012
Weekending
Sunday is donut day. Really, it is. At our local bakery, Monkey Business Sunday is donut day. I get to sleep in while Miss B and her dad go out for donuts...although oddly enough what we really want are the spinach (aka mediteranean) croissants. It started out with hubby and I wanting the croissants instead of a donut...and then suddenly Miss B was on board too. I love it, a four year old who will take a spinach croissant over a donut! Not to say that she doesn't love donuts too!
Wowee what a hot day! After croissants (and donuts) and the paper we schlepped our sweaty selves into the car and scooted over to Long Sands in York Beach. Nice people, not too crowded, a nice breeze. Pretty much the perfect day.
I hope you had moments of perfect in your weekend too.
Friday, July 13, 2012
This Moment
This Moment - A Friday ritual inspired by Amanda Soule. A simple and special moment that I want to hold onto and cherish.
If you feel inspired to do the same, please leave a link to your moment in the comments.
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