Gardening 2015

If it’s drama that you sigh for,
plant a garden and you’ll get it
You will know the thrill of battle
fighting foes that will beset it
If you long for entertainment and
for pageantry most glowing,
Plant a garden and this summer spend
your time with green things growing.
– Edward A. Guest, Plant a Garden

It is that time of year again. In the northeast the wait from one growing season to the next seems so long, therefore much of late winter we find ourselves longing for the days of digging in the earth and watching the beauty of plant life grow and bloom. It’s a magical thing, gardening.

This Memorial weekend we got our hands dirty, taking time to 1. plant a new flower garden along a wall we built last year, and 2. plant the vegetable garden. While at the garden store my husband, whom I reprimanded for attempting to buy 5 large bags of pea seeds and promptly returned all but two to the shelf, was convinced that we only purchased enough for about half the garden.

The lineup this year includes:

lettuce, lettuce, lettuce
spinach
radishes
green onions
broccoli
beets
parsnips
carrots
peas
pea pods
green bean
yellow beans
potatoes
yellow grape tomatoes
red grape tomatoes
plum tomatoes
beef tomatoes
green peppers
sweet red peppers
hot peppers
acorn squash
pumpkins
cucumbers
zucchini

The garden is full – all of it – the entire thing – not half full – full full.
And just as we finished planting, a soft and gentle rain began to fall. Perfect.

Garden done!

Garden done!

It is such a sense of accomplishment to plant a garden and watch it grow into the amazing bounty that it does. So much so, that I think I will take a photo of it every week throughout the growing season, just so I can intentionally recognize the miracle that it truly is. I might even share those weekly photos with you 😉

Other kinda’, sorta’ garden related things:

The new bees are a buzzin'

The new bees are a buzzin’


Deer feed - YES, that is my Hosta!

Deer feed – YES, that is my Hosta!


The Wedding Garden

The Wedding Garden


Plants are a miracle!

Plants are a miracle!

Play Time

Spring has arrived in all its green glory and that means summer is on the way!

Summer is my play season. There are so many incredible things one can do in the summer and I am looking forward to every. single. one.

Golf
Hiking
Biking
Boating
Swimming

Those are the go to choices for me. I have managed to get in one hike this season. It was a sweet hike with my son, for Mother’s Day, to one of my favorite places, Wheeler Mountain.

What a view!

What a view!

See that body of water down below? That’s my favorite boating and swimming spot, Willoughby Lake in Westmore.
There isn’t much better than going up to the lake for a day of floating around in the water! Except for going to the North beach with my friends. Or maybe taking my granddaughter for a scuba dive. Or taking a day to go to the coast of Maine for an ocean fix.

willoughby

Willoughbydiveoct

Long Sands Beach, York, Maine

Long Sands Beach, York, Maine

And then there is golf. I am so looking forward to playing in our annual Memorial Day golf event. I don’t want to call it a tournament because it’s not really a competition. It is more of an opportunity for good friends to get together doing something we all love – playing golf. We’ll be up at the Barton Country Club enjoying the greenery.

View from the 10th tee.

View from the 10th tee.

Lucky #13!

Lucky #13!

The biking season has already begun. With a couple of early road rides and now a couple of trail rides squeezed into a very hectic schedule I am feeling energized.

And then of course there is gardening. I have cleaned up the front garden and the back garden – one more flower garden to go! It’s such a miracle to watch the perennials pop!
bleeding hearts
viola
twin tulips

And then of course there is gardening. Of the vegetable variety. What is more satisfying than growing your own salads, peas, beans, broccoli, squash, carrots, corn, tomatoes. . .? That’s the upcoming weekend project!

And I haven’t even mentioned day trips with friends to new places, or having drinks at the Tiki Bar (though we have our own little Tiki bar of sorts right on the front deck), or early morning photography shoots, shopping for more plants at the greenhouses, home DIY projects. . .

The season is upon us – let’s play!

Writing Prompt #157

blog wordle

grad cap

It is the time of year for graduations, making me think about transitions and change. While that subject alone might be enough of a prompt, I was feeling the need for something musical as well on this rainy morning. So, I’ve included the youtube video of a number of ‘graduation’ songs for your listening pleasure.

Feel free to go with any of these prompts to get you started writing about graduation (yours or others), transitions, change, hope, the future. . .

Bees 2015

We are trying again. Our bees from last year did not survive the winter. They made it until March but it seems that last round of frigid temperatures was too much for them to handle.

Last weekend we drove up to Northwoods Apiary and picked up two nucleus colonies to try once more.

Arrival

Arrival

We were heartened to see that around 50 others were there to purchase bees!

Each colony came boxed so we could travel with them easily.

One at a time the boxes were brought out.

One at a time the boxes were brought out.


Ready for the journey!

Ready for the journey!


When arriving home we were told to set the boxes on the hives that would be their permanent homes, remove the screen from the front of the box and leave them over night.
Acclimating to their new home!

Acclimating to their new home!

The next day we transferred the frames from the box into their permanent home in the supers. Dave gave the supers a nice new paint job and we moved the direction they faced, hoping they would have a bit more sun exposure throughout the day. AS we removed each frame from the boxes into the hive we inspected each carefully.

Queen 1

Queen 1


Queen 2 - can you spot her?

Queen 2 – can you spot her?


Pollen feed

Pollen feed


All in!

All in!

When Dave cleaned out the old hives, there were a few frames of honey left, which we saved for the new bees. It’s a start to keep them fed until the flowers in our area are blooming.

Let’s hope this for a successful bee raising season and long term survival of the hives!

Honoring The Power of Dance

Dance embodies one of our most primal relationships to the universe. It is pre-verbal, beginning before words can be formed. It is innate in children before they possess command over language and is evoked when thoughts or emotions are too powerful for words to contain.(http://www.ndeo.org)

Last night I had the profound pleasure of attending the Lyndon Institute Spring Dance Recital. Lyndon Institute is an independent day and boarding school for 9 – 12th grades in northeastern Vermont. The entire faculty for the dance program is a single energetic and talented individual, Rebecca McGregor. McG, as many students call her, offered six classes this year, as well as a Dance Club and a Tap Club. She also mentored two students in independent studies.

Though last night’s program was over two hours long, it went by in a flash as sixty passionate students reminded me of the power of dance. In every dance the intense thoughts and emotions central to each were evident and, honestly, inspiring. As I watched and tapped my feet to the rhythm of the music, I was taken back to my own dancing days, and remembered how it may have been dance that allowed me to get through some difficult times of my own youth. When one gets lost in the music and motion of a dance, the worries of the day manage to slide off the body and cleanse you enough to carry on. And sometimes the dance is like a meditation, allowing you to see problems in a new light – perhaps as challenges rather than burdens.

From the toe tapping opener, “Dance to the Music”, to my personal walk down memory lane with “Staying Alive” and the fun-loving performance on one of the school’s great showmen, on to the kid fun of “A Little Party”, and the thoughtful “Revolution” the audience was engaged and I was mesmerized. Knowing many of the dancers, and having had the pleasure of dancing with a couple of them, made me proud to be a part of their school. These young people opened their hearts and minds to us through their choreography and performances. Fourteen of the twenty-six dances were choreographed by students, and several of those were performed as solos.

In every dance of the evening, I could see the love for the craft in student’s eyes and in their bodies. Each individual on that stage possessed a grace and style that we can only hope all of our children will one day achieve. I know that many were filled with angst at the idea of performing in front of an audience, yet it didn’t show. All that I saw was the incredible gifts that they each possess, the gifts that they had been given by their dance teacher, and the gifts that they gave to the audience last night.

The exemplary piece for me was titled “To This Day” and was performed to spoken word artist, Shane Koyczan’s, work with the same title. I’ve embedded it below. In case you haven’t heard it, it’s worth a listen, and let your imagination try to see what eight inspired teenagers brought to the stage of an independent school in rural Vermont.

Though it was my second time seeing this dramatic piece, it still brought tears to my eyes, and reminds me that, as members of the human race, we all must find a way to bring love and beauty and kindness into the world. McG has done it by nurturing and mentoring sixty beautiful souls. Thank you Becca, I am proud to call you my colleague.