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Cleanup confusion

How is it that I have a box and a bag full of books to go to Goodwill, a silver chest to take to my son (I hope), and a reduced and organized box of birthday cards and notecards, and it still looks like I have the same amount of stuff to put back in the bookshelf? Even my husband said, this afternoon, “This doesn’t look any different…really.”

Well, now I’m just about finished with the job, and Bruce and I are going to watch a movie. So, in the interest of blog a day or post a day not being BLAH a day, here’s one of my first digital photos and still one of my favorites.

Charlie’s poppies.

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I thought I was headed to the studio this afternoon…

…but I needed to straighten up a few things first.  I wanted to create space in a cupboard to store my little photo props, papers, milk jugs, tripod, etc. all in one place. I knew it was not going to be a quick sorting solution and I felt like I was inside one of these:

You know those sliding puzzles where you move one piece at a time to make room for another, sometimes backtracking, before you eventually get everything lined up and in order?

The cupboard was already full of assorted paper and paper work. So I thought, maybe I’d clear off some space on a nearby bookshelf to organize and store the things that were in the cupboard. To make room on the book shelf, I thought I would take everything out to make a stack of books to give away. I started to move some 30 year old photo albums and the photos started falling out.  I took them all out to place in a new album..someday. (Meanwhile I need to find a box to store them, where?) Next thing I knew there was stuff everywhere.

Could I get any deeper into this mess before putting it away? I could make more room by moving the wooden chest with the silver plated flatware we received when we were married 31 years ago. Our son and his fiancee in Baltimore are pretty well established in their house, and they just may want to register for their own silver pattern since they don’t need any blenders, etc. Maybe our son and his girlfriend in Portland would like it? (I’ve inherited some family silver since then and we never use this set.) Hello oxidation. Why would it make sense for a mother, who works mainly with silver, to pass on this kind of tarnish to anyone?

So, I took a break from the “organizing” to polish a dozen 6-piece place settings and their serving pieces before placing them back in their little chest and moving them out of the dining room for good.

A few weeks ago, I made lunch for a group of island students who are working long hours on the weekend to take an EMT course. Many of us, who are not taking the course, are taking turns with lunches and dinners so the students won’t have to stop and cook. It is really nice community support, organized by a really nice person in our community. We all want to show our appreciation for the people who are working so hard to be prepared if there is ever an island emergency. It is a huge responsibility. I finished preparing the meal just at the time I had to deliver it, so I left my husband a note letting him know I wouldn’t be leaving a giant mess in the kitchen. We kept that sticky note on the cupboard in case either of us had an occasion to reuse it.

Today was the occasion. By the time I finished polishing the silver, it was time to make dinner, and I knew my organizing binge was over for the night.

(That pile of photos happened to be just below the note. They were the group that had fallen out of the album. In the top one, I am the same age my sons are now. You know, I also had to spend a little time reminiscing and looking at photos while I was trying to clean. I seem to have such ADD at times, its a wonder I get anything finished!)

Tomorrow I’ll be back to finding a place for everything and putting it there. I really hope I don’t spend all day on it because  I would like to find time to get into the studio and have a place to rest my eyes when I come back out.

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Home Sweet Home

On our return from 4 nights in Baltimore we stayed in Portland last night to see our son Fritz and his girlfriend Meghan, and Bruce’s sister Kelly, who owns the wonderful store, Nomads. Fritz and Meg both work in the restaurant business in Portland, where everyone seems to know each other and it is not unusual for a chef to send out something special to someone he knows from another restaurant. Last night, the chef at District sent out some extra goodies for our table. Fois gras, bone marrow, and oysters. I’m not a fan of liver of any kind, so I passed on the fois gras, but the bone marrow was delicious and buttery. Bruce doesn’t eat oysters and neither does Kelly. When I said I didn’t like oysters either, Fritz asked, “Have you ever eaten an oyster?” (How many times did I ask him that kind of question when he was a “picky eater” child?) Busted! I tried the oyster and you know what? I liked it. I didn’t eat another one only because I still had dinner coming and we had already eaten a fair share of appetizers. But I will definitely try them again.

This morning after a delicious breakfast chez Fritz and Meg, we headed north, happy to have seen lots of family, to have eaten (a ton of) really great food, to have gone to the theater and the movies, and to have had safe travel both ways. We made a last stop in Ellsworth for lunch and to get groceries for the week, then drove to Northeast Harbor in time to catch the 3:30 boat back to Islesford.

One of the best parts of a wonderful trip is coming home; where the bed is our own and the nightlight in the bathroom, in the middle of the night, is familiar.

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Airport Zentangle

By now, most people I know have heard of a zentangle. It’s a form of doodling that I saw most of my friends doing when I was in 5th grade (a moderately long time ago). Now it is back with a name, websites, blogs, you name it. It can be commercialized doodling or just plain doodling.  I’ve been wanting to try it , but I never found the time. Well, today, we were an hour early for our flight from BWI to Portland. I thought, hmm…this might be relaxing to try before the flight.

It really was relaxing and there is no wrong way to do it. I mean, it IS just a doodle.

(Relaxing, yes, but I am still an edgy flier so I still took a “preflight valium”)

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Working on Save the Date

Robin and Stephanie are making their own Save the Date cards for their wedding on 9-10-11. After watching the Super Bowl game we came back to their Baltimore house to work on finishing up a pile of cards. Well, actually Bruce and Stephanie worked out a system, and finished them up as a team.

One of the many things I like about Bruce, and Stephanie too, is that they are not above posing for a photo op.

Please do not be offended if you do not receive one. Stephanie has a very large family. (But if you are a member of Stephanie’s family you get to say, “Robin has a very large family.”)

 

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Steps for another satisfying sourdough saga

1. Sneak some sourdough starter from Islesford into carry on luggage. Leave some “health and beauty aids” at home to fit these little jars into the allotted size tiny plastic bag for liquids.

2. Feed starter 2 times with flour and water, showing future daughter-in-law what to do.

3. Show future daughter-in-law how to mix starter with more flour and water to make bread dough.  Add salt and fold dough at 30 minute intervals during the bulk ferment stage. Talk about September wedding plans. Leave dough in Tupperware container while going to the movies.

4. Come home from movies, fold dough one more time then shape into loaves and let rise in bowls lined with flour-covered towels. Go out to grab some pizza at Joe Squared for dinner, making sure to spend time in the art supply store next door while waiting for a table.

5. After eating terrific pizza, come home, turn oven on to 500º and heat up cast iron dutch oven.

6. Place first batch of dough in dutch oven, score with something sharp, cover and cook for 20 minutes at 450º.

7. Take lid off dutch oven, be amazed that the bread actually rose like you wouldn’t believe, and let it cook for another 20 minutes with lid off, so it will brown up and finish baking.

8. Ta Da!

The bread turned out crusty, chewy, and fairly sour. Exactly what Stephanie was hoping to bake.  I love that this strong young woman is going to be my daughter-in-law, that she an my son are so happy together, and that she so thoroughly enjoyed success with her first attempt at sourdough bread.

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So nice, I’m posting it twice…

…no, not another snow photo! I think most of us can see enough of the white stuff through our own windows today. In the interest of the Post a Day challenge, I’m pulling something from my own archives to post before then storm causes us to lose power and our internet connection.

I wanted to look again at this image of the Virgin Mother, painted by Luca di Tommi in 1362 and posted last March by my friend Holly, on her blog. (She had just been to the Yale art gallery.) The colors are so rich. I love the glow inside the Madonna’s head covering, behind her neck. The teal blue behind her is the same color as the ocean here in the winter.

What also struck me on that day last March, was the shocking resemblance to the grilled cheese and tomato sandwich I was about to eat.

(I must say, that sure was one divine lunch.)

 

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What a winter

I’m not complaining about the snow…yet…What would be the point? It seems everyone is getting dumped on this year. We’re just trying to be flexible with travel plans. We were going to fly to Baltimore tomorrow night to stay with our son, Robin, and his fiancee Stephanie for a few days. As we watched the weather reports yesterday, we decided to go with plan B, and try to get out of Portland early tomorrow morning, before the storm started. That would have meant leaving the island at 11:30 today to drive the 3 hours to Portland, to stay in a hotel to catch a 6 a.m. flight. When snow and slick driving were predicted for this afternoon, and the big storm was moved up to arrive tomorrow morning, we found a plan C . We changed flight plans again and we’ll leave from Portland on Thursday at 5.

Plan C gave me time today to add some items to my Etsy page. Tomorrow I’ll add a few more before I pack. Not such a bad deal, though it looks like we might miss out on getting to the theater with Robin and Stephanie on Thursday night. Anyone looking for tickets to the Thursday night show of Jersey Boys at the Hippodrome in Baltimore?  Let me know and I’ll put you in  touch with my son.

Meanwhile, if you’re snowed in tomorrow, you can always go shopping on Etsy!

Tomorrow’s BIG snow has not even started yet.

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Moving forward in the discomfort of recognition

Whether it’s a monthly column in the Working Waterfront, or the post of the day on my blog,  I tend to write with a little cringe  around my eyes and my ego as I imagine someone else reading what I hope will be interesting, funny, or enlightening. I’m not comfortable standing in the middle of  recognition, but I really do want it. I want you to see me, but I don’t want you to see me looking for you to see me. Is it possible to have anonymity and still have validation?

It was with mixed feelings that I realized this post from a few days ago had been featured on today’s Freshly Pressed page of WordPress. I mean, yesterday I had 123 views of my blog and the day before I had 49. Until today, my all time highest number of views was 136.  Just now I checked my stats and I have had 1,840 hits today! It’s mind boggling to me. It was pretty cool to have so many people seeing the bits of the life I am so lucky to experience. Today. What if I can’t come up with something they might like to see tomorrow?

I have written 77 monthly columns about island life for the Working Waterfront newspaper. Some months I get more comments about it than others. I have even had a few people tell me  it made them cry. (That is a response I will never tire of hearing. The resounding “YES!” that I feel inside when I know I have written something good.)  But then what? What if I can’t write a column as good as that one for the next month?

I can’t always write a great column, but I’m still here and I still plan to make a monthly attempt. Tomorrow, appropriately,  it will be someone else’s blog being featured on Freshly Pressed, and I will still meet my post a day goal. As an artist and a writer I need to keep challenging myself and putting myself  “out there,” even when it feels uncomfortable. It’s how I find the anonymous validation I am looking for…also known as self validation.

On a totally different subject: Sometimes the tide is high when you come home on the 3:30 mail boat, and sometimes, like today, it is dead low. The ramp is steep, and you need both hands to hang on when going down to get on the boat. Not the time to try to carry several bags of groceries, all at once, on the way down.

Just to the left of the ramp is a freight ramp. Can you imagine how fast my 40 lb. bag of birdseed slid down this icy sucker? It landed halfway across the float, beyond the stern of the mailboat. Whee!

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Winter doldrums

This is my antidote. I use my summer sunscreen as a moisturizer, and throughout the day whenever I catch a whiff, I think of warm sun and summer. It’s a little head game that works 99% of the time. Sometimes, on a winter mail boat ride to the mainland, I will get asked, “Barb, are you wearing your Coppertone today?” It’s nice to know there are a few people who count on me for my quirks.

This has been one hell of a snowy winter so far, and we have not even had to deal with half the snow that people in other states have seen.  It’s pretty and somewhat novel considering we had about 2 snowstorms last winter and they were both in December of  ’09.

Bruce and I worked on getting tax figures together this morning, I took some photos when we walked before lunch, worked on my own tax stuff this afternoon and then had a massage. It sounds pretty ideal doesn’t it? But, this was one of those 1% days, when the Coppertone seemed to have no effect. No matter what I did I could not stop the downhill slide of my mood. I know what caused it and I am embarrassed to admit it. When I looked at my gross income from jewelry sales, and factored in all my expenses from supplies, periodicals, books, shipping, in-kind donations to non-profits, a conference at Purdue, and a workshop in Vermont, I had my lowest net income in many years. The two numbers were almost even. Thank god we are not relying on this to run our household right now. Bruce is not so worried since we file a joint return and he is happy to have me share my many expenses and low income as a counterbalance to his good year of catching lobsters. But my self confidence was trashed by a stupid number, and all I could think was that I sucked as an artist. The massage felt great, of course, but I was so low I think I allowed it to spread the toxin of self doubt throughout my body in a nice even layer.

Sometimes the only thing to do for a mood like this is to post a few snowy photos and go to bed. Tomorrow is a whole new day and I am spending it off the island. (I’d rather stay home, so that projection is not helping my mood either.) Yikes. I better stop this before my friend Susan tells me it’s time to call in the “Whaaaaambulance.” (whaa whaa whaa.)  It’s a fine line between self pity and feeling like a turd; both optional and totally unproductive. It’s time to suck it up and reapply the sunscreen.

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