Castle Island Outing

     Castle Island in South Boston, MA, is a glorious place to take a walk. Even on the hottest days there will be a gentle breeze. There you can see Fort Independence, a granite fortress built between 1834 and 1851, which sits on a hill with a commanding view of the harbor. Yesterday, friends and I walked at Castle Island.

Don't we look happy? After our walk we headed to Marina Bay for lunch. These women were all extremely dedicated, wonderful educators for many, many years, but we are now all blissfully enjoying our retirement days.

Eastham Getaway

     On Thursday morning a friend and I drove to Eastham on Cape Cod to the summer home of the parents of another friend. Another friend joined us and since it was not raining, we took a leisurely stroll on the beach.

     As you can see from my bare feet, I chose to walk in the water which was warm and inviting. On Friday, another friend joined us and since the weather wasn't as good as the previous day, we spent our day browsing in shops.
     Here's a lovely vista that Kathy took us to see, but I couldn't begin to tell you exactly where it was.

     We went out to eat, talked, laughed, and played board games late into the night. On Saturday, I had to leave early to attend a quilt program in Canton and missed the arrival of more friends. I had been really looking forward to this lecture and trunk show, but after two very late nights, I confess I could barely keep my eyes open during the program. :-) :-)
     All in all, it was a lovely way to spend a few days.


Update: My friend Kathy has informed me the above photo was taken from "Forte Hill in Eastham overlooking the marshland and cove that leads out to the Atlantic Ocean side of the Cape. There is a strip of land in the distance where the outermost house was." The Outermost House was a book written by naturalist  Henry Beston in the 1920s chronicling his observations of living in a cottage which he called "the Fo'castle." The cottage was swept away in the Blizzard of 78.

A Day at the Fair

     Yesterday, my friend Marilyn and I drove out to Springfield, MA, for the Big E. For those of you who are unfamiliar with the Big E, it is a very large agricultural fair/carnival. Actually, it is pretty difficult to describe all you can see and do. We always begin at the animal barns. Outside the cow barn there was a cow wash, no I didn't say carwash, I said cow wash.

Speaking of cows, what can you do with 12,000 pounds of milk? Make 6,000 pounds of butter, of course. What do you do then with the 6,000 pound of butter? You turn it into a butter sculpture. The sculpture is in a glass enclosed refrigerated chamber. The sculpture was a work in progress, and it depicts a man sheering a sheep.

     By far the cutest animal at the fair was Evelyn, an eight day old alpaca. I wonder what she must have thought about the thousand of people streaming by watching her? She didn't seem a bit concerned, nor did her mother.

     After the animal  barns, it was on to the various buildings. One was a craft building and another had every product that you have ever seen on infomercials. Each of the New England states has its own building where information, produce, and products from the state are displayed. While you can purchase all kinds of food along the midway, we prefer to buy our  food at the state buildings. It sounds funny, but a huge draw at the Maine building is a fully loaded baked potato. I kid you not. You should see the baked potato line; it's really something! Yes, we each had one; it's a tradition. Since we were there for seven hours,  I later had a lobster roll at the Maine building and a slice of apple pie with cheddar cheese at the Vermont building. We did a tremendous amount of walking, so I told myself that I was burning off the  calories. :-)
     There are ongoing performances on the stages, rides for kids of all ages, places to shop, a parade . . .  you name it, and you can find it at the Big E!

Cape Cod Day Trip

    Today was a perfect 10 weatherwise with blue skies and cool, crisp air. Two friends and I headed to Falmouth for the day. First we went to the Shining Star Bike Trail where one of my friends joined me for an hour's walk while our other friend sat on a bench near a pond enjoying the scenery.

      Next it was on to the Flying Bridge for lunch outside on the deck.  It was very cool and breezy, but once September rolls around there is a need to enjoy every last moment possible outside.

Later we drove along the water and stopped at Nobsca Lighthouse.

     My friends never mind when I take photos, but it also probably helps that I am the driver. :-) This last photo was taken at Quissett Harbor.

     After a bit of shopping on the main street, it was time to head home. All in all, it was a lovely way to spend a beautiful September day.

Comfort Quilts

     In honor of the tenth anniversary of 9/11, a suggestion was made that members of the Herring Run Quilt Guild might like to make a red, white, and blue quilt to be donated to a veteran. At our first meeting on Saturday, ten people showed the patriotic quilts they had made. These will be donated to a local veterans' home. Here is my quilt.

     At the meeting,  I also turned in another comfort quilt which I made for the organization, Wrapped Up in Sports. This organization presents professional sports team-inspired quilts to children in need. The quilter receives a kit containing pre-cut pieces for the top and borders and then the quilter assembles the top, adds batting and a backing, and quilts the piece. To learn more about this organization, please visit Wrapped Up in Sports. 
     

     Finally, the green in front of Braintree's Town Hall presently has a display of 3,000 small American flags to honor the 3,000 women and men who perished on 9/11. This photo shows just a small portion of the area which fills the entire green.  The flags will remain up until Friday.

Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning?

     Normally I would have been in front of my classroom filled with eighth graders, but on that day I had been participating in an all-day ELA curriculum meeting. There was shock when we received word of the first plane, and horror when the second plane hit.  I had been given permission to leave the meeting to accompany the assistant principal to New Bedford for the funeral of the mother of one of our colleagues.  While we were driving down there, the radio conveyed the news of the attack on the Pentagon. Horror soon turned to terror.   We continued on our way. The service was held in a Greek Orthodox Church, and though I didn't understand a word of the service, I felt comforted being in a house of worship.
     In the days that followed, it was our job as teachers to try to maintain some semblance of normalcy in our classes while understanding that sometimes students would just need to talk about what had happened. I do recall that during the school day I was steady and calm as we all tried to be for the sake of our students, but when I came home each day I would be clued to CNN and wouldn't want to leave the safety of my house for any reason.
     Allan Jackson penned a song, "Where Were You When the World Stopped Turning" which spoke to the experiences of all of us in the days and weeks that followed. There is a youtube video which captures these troubled days, When the World Stopped Turning: A 9/11 Tribute which is definitely worth viewing.
     

Stairway to Bygone Days

I'd like to share a few final photos taken last week in the Berkshires. The Kripalu center was once a Jesuit seminary. Before that, it was a very large estate owned by a prominent family. All that remain of the original buildings on the estate are a gatehouse and this magnificent stonework staircase which I hope to one day interpret as a quilted piece.

     One vestige of the original landscaping which was designed by Fredrick Law Olmsted is this unusual tree.

At first glance it doesn't appear all that unusual, but just wait and take a peek under its canopy.

You have to admit that it is pretty impressive.