Category: Archeology of Home
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Hammocking
A day-ender, after builders and painter have headed home, before sundown but feeling the first flush of a refreshing temperature drop, talking, debriefing the day, Carley stretched in the shady grass almost asleep, hammocking… For the third season in a row we’ve enjoyed group hammocking among the still adolescent stand of maple trees growing between…
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Persimmon Optimism
It’s that time of year again. Midsummer. The garden and orchard are lush. Or mostly lush. A young whitetail deer mowed through many of the green beans, some of the Swiss chard, and a whole lot of spinach a few days ago. And the poppies are struggling. Perhaps over-seeded. Perhaps too much rain. Perhaps both.…
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Grateful, Part I
I woke up feeling grateful, thankful… (Source: callmestevieray & Connor Price, “Grateful”) I woke up feeling grateful to everyone who has invested their time, skills, ideas, creativity, patience, laughter, and goodwill into Rosslyn’s icehouse rehabilitation. Such a tiny building, and yet sooo many people have collaborated and contributed. So today I pause for some overdue…
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Tung Oiling Ash & Elm Table
I’ve been keeping a little secret. And I’m not quite ready to spill the beans, not 100% at least. That will happen soon enough in a post chronicling the concept-through-construction of a mixed species (ash and elm) “bistro table” built by Ron Bauer this spring. Anticipation is half the pleasure! Until then, today’s post is…
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Independence Day
I missed out on the fireworks last night. And the night before. And tonight I’ll be missing them yet again. On balance, some years we’re able to enjoy them on multiple nights because we celebrate the first, second, third, and Fourth of July in our neck of the woods. Or, as my late father-in-law used…
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Framing Rosslyn
No, it’s not my birthday. Yes, I realize that the image accompanying this post might be confusing. Sorry. Framing Rosslyn recollects a previous post celebrating friend and artist Catherine Seidenberg while marking a rewarding step forward toward furnishing and decorating Rosslyn’s icehouse. As icehouse rehab winds toward the finish line, I’ve been able to begin…
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Chilled Dairy Free Broccoli Soup
It’s been a hot and steamy Independence Day weekend so far. When we entertained family last night I wanted to prepare something light and garden-fresh to transition into dinner. With the first crop of our Brassica oleracea var. italica succession crop ready to eat, we opted for a chilled dairy free broccoli soup. Let’s begin…
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First Forays in Vermont Dory
This post began as “Maiden Voyages in Vermont Dory”, but the title struck me as somewhat tone deaf at a time when we endeavor to sidestep gender sloppiness. Especially since I’m not a maiden. Nor a bachelor. Nor, frankly, does gender matter at all. And so, “First Forays in Vermont Dory” was born. Better. But…
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Rain Drenched Orchard
To say that it’s been soggy lately would usher restraint and understatement into new chapters. Yesterday’s super saturating deluge came on the heels of day-after-day drizzles and downpours. This evening’s rain drenched orchard snapshots hint at some pros and cons of rain, rain, rain,… Let’s start with the lush tree foliage and grass. The verdant…
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First Poppies of Summer
Yesterday’s nod to Hemerocallis Fulva, notwithstanding, my floral fondness for Papavers is an open secret. Who am I kidding? It’s no secret at all! So I brimmed with jubilation when Pam surprised me today, with our first poppies of summer. I was euphoric! And so a spontaneous haiku was born… Summer’s First Poppies Summer’s first…
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Hemerocallis Fulva
Hallelujah! The daylilies (Hemerocallis fulva) are blooming. That, THAT is the color and exuberance of early summer. Sometimes known as Fourth of July Daylilies because their bloom time (in the northeast) roughly corresponds to Independence Day, Hemerocallis fulva have begun to erupt into spectacular fireworks-esque blossoms about a week ahead of schedule. Must be the…
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Dockside Monochrome
Mercurial, unsettled weather lately. Pendulum swings. Dark and light. Sunny and soggy. Unsettled hours and days. My moody meditation is inspired by this dockside monochrome. Snapped this photo after an unsuccessful first foray into waterskiing and freshwater surfing for the 2023 season. Too rough. Susan tried. A valiant effort. Abbreviated… Today’s words and thoughts are…