I've often heard children say, "There's nothing to do today". I beg to differ. I'd like to inspire you to do something. Anything. Read. Bake. Hike. Fish. Plant. Sail. Climb. Play. Reach. Move. Laugh. Dream; and take time to sit with me on The Old Granite Step.

Monday, June 29, 2015

A rainy afternoon on the Connecticut shore.

To be at the shore in the sunshine is spectacular.  Warm sand that you can dig your toes into.  Gulls crying from above.  Sun shining on the water showcasing the ripples on the waves. 
But to be at the shore on a rainy day is wonderfully soothing.  Raindrops falling softly on the water; barely disturbing the calm, smooth surface.  Clouds shrouding the beach in comfort.  The gulls are resting and quiet.
 The shack on the beach; a testament to days gone by.
 This grey day doesn't encourage swimming or fishing.
 Sailboats are motionless today.
Marsh grass so green and and the inlet so inviting.  I left without my kayak this morning.

 Remnants of a past storm.

 Oh how I would love to find a horseshoe crab that's been tagged.
 The fisherman are idle today.
 For recycled fishing line.
 The boat ramp waits for a customer on this rainy day.

 An osprey and a seagull; are they acquainted?
 A sentinel guarding the dock.
 Little children typically run to the boat, but not today.
The rain has settled in.  So peaceful.  So serene.

Friday, June 26, 2015

The Storm by Emily Dickinson

The Storm

There came a wind like a bugle;
It quivered through the grass,
And a green chill upon the heat
So ominous did pass
We barred the windows and the doors
As from an emerald ghost;
The doom's electric moccason
That very instant passed.
On a strange mob of panting trees,
And fences fled away,
And rivers where the houses ran
The living looked that day.
The bell within the steeple wild
The flying tidings whirled.
How much can come
And much can go,
And yet abide the world!

by Emily Dickinson  

Storm clouds are certainly inviting and beautiful.  Like the storm itself, they don't last very long.

Tuesday, June 23, 2015

The weekend's consignment finds.

Well it's that time of year again!  Yard sales, tag sales and flea markets.  A friend in the south asked me once "What do you sell at a tag sale - tags?"  I never considered that tag sale was regionally defined.  Of course, we're not selling our "yard" at a yard sale and we're not selling "fleas" at a flea market either!  This past weekend, there seemed to be a plethora of road side attractions selling items that I absolutely didn't need, nor necessarily want.  But the draw of the game pulled me in and I came home with the following items that, as truth be told, are still on my kitchen table waiting for me to find a proper place to put them!

I admit that it wasn't the color pink on this gorgeous dish that was calling my name.  I'm not really a "pink" person.  It was the golden allure of the lobster!  Gold after all, is such a rich color, bringing the illusion of wealth to any dining room; right?
The Germany stamp makes me wonder about it's age.
A serial number?  Are there other pieces to the set?  Plates to match?
I've been sewing since I was a kid in 4-H.  Not only did the 70's packaging draw me in, but it's an entire length of pearl emblazoned soutache; something we all need in our sewing rooms.
"Sew" pretty!
I chuckled when I saw this and I think I gasped when I smelled it!  The smell of my dad's garage was instantly upon me.  Motor oil and sawdust wafted through the room.  Perhaps your dad had one of these in his toolbox....a folding tape measure.  
Each click represents twelve inches of length.
Folded up like an accordion.
This one has a brass extension "slide".
Made by Stanley, now Stanley Black and Decker.
Published in 1931, this delightful little cookbook is a terrific addition to my meager collection.
I'll be testing some of these recipes in the near future.
I thought it was curious that a previous owner had glued this salmon souffle recipe inside the front cover.
Why would anyone discard this?  Another tasty find....I'll be sure to share some of these with you as well.

I probably won't be making picked herring but just in case you're interested.....
A pretty plate made by Homer Laughlin, a company known for "personalizing" plates such as those made for church fundraisers. 

My final purchase; an old cake decorating set.  Both of these frosting tubes have seen better days, but I loved the assortment of cap styles.
Complete with floral leaves, I will be using this in the kitchen.
I said I wasn't a "pink" person, but the snapdragons on the dining room table say otherwise!