Saturday, July 15, 2017


The kiddos are twelve.  12!  As Bud put it, there are only 364 days until they're teenagers.


Our celebrations have been relatively constant but also low key.  We spent last weekend opening presents, eating out, and having fun (with videogames, a new puzzle, movies.)  We also went on Sunday to welcome my brother-in-law Goo to Connecticut.  Yep, he's a new Nutmegger!  He moved into a condo not far from the hospital in which he'll be working.  Very exciting.  And nice to have him so close.  Only downside:  his AC promptly quit and so he spent two nights here as the landlord and the HVAC guys got it fixed.  It was so hot and muggy this week--until a high of 65 on Friday, that is!--that AC was a must (I know, I know, first-world problem.)  So, his studying for his licensure exams fell behind but we enjoyed seeing him.

Sis was with her beloved horses all week, helping out with camp.  Yep, this year she was a helper, not a camper.  And she loved it.  She spent about 4 hours each day, more on her lesson and lease days, with her horses and her riding buddies.  She loves everything about the stable, even the manure.  See, it's a tradition at her farm to throw the birthday girl into the stable's manure pile.  Sis was tickled pink and barely resisted as the bigger girls picked her up.  Thankfully, they threw her into the hay-part of the pile, but she did manage to muck up her hands and boots getting up.  We laughed and laughed all the way home.  "Mom, I just can't stop smiling," she said.  It's fun to be a part of things, even if it's in the manure pile.  And being thrown in meant she belonged.  We laughed about it for a few days.

That night, we went to a summer picnic and told the story, showing the pictures, to everyone we knew.  Happy birthdays all around.  At the party we had a lot of great food to eat--lobster rolls, pulled pork, barbecue chicken, giant turkey leg, sliders, kettle corn, and great Cherry Coke floats.  I also tried a Long Island Iced Tea--I'd never had one--mercy, those taste like tea!  But with vodka, tequila, triple sec, and rum (plus cola and lemon juice), those could also mess you up.  Sis climbed a rock wall, twice, beautifully and I got a hair tattoo (metallic flowers in a row.)  Sis and I also rode on the ferris wheel, which swayed more than I remembered.  I had never been on a small, portable carnival wheel, only ones at amuseument parks.  Sitll it was a few stories high and a bit nerve-wracking.  Sis, who had never been on one, had a good time.

While Sis was at horse camp this week, Bud and I mainly played games together and went for nice lunches.  On Friday, we went to see Spiderman: Homecoming, which I greatly enjoyed.  He and I laughed aloud quite a bit.  I even gasped, apparently loudly, when they dropped the Lego Death Star.  Bud, I think, was embarrassed a bit and later told me people turned to look at me!  Ah, well, I'd gasp if we ever dropped the hard-to-make Lego Death Star!  Anyway, I think it was a nice coming-of-age story.  Highly recommend.

And tonight is Sis's slumber party.  There are three other girls here for macaroni and cheese, cake and ice cream, lots of snacks, and who knows what else tonight.  Mama and Bud have gone out to dinner and then store-hopping.  They'll be back later tonight for a Splattoon videogame marathon.  I'm the mom in charge of the sleepover, so I'm cooking and keeping an ear on things.  It's surprisingly quiet right now.

Perhaps I should go . . . .

Affirmations--Adding to My List

I've leveled up!  Bud's been checking my fluency with videogame parlance.  So, achievements unlocked:

  • going for a boat ride!
  • swimming in the bay!
  • riding a ferris wheel!
  • driving ever further (30+ minutes)
  • first day with my new badge at hospice
  • hiking to the chapel at Trapp Family Lodge
  • hiking along the ridge of Mt. Mansfield
  • hiking up the rock/root scramble at Moss Glen Falls
  • wading in the stream at Moss Glen Falls!
  • exploring the gunboat at Lake Champlain Maritime Museum
  • went for mammogram (clean!)
  • driving to hospice (30+ minutes)
  • driving to deliver a church meal (30+ minutes)
  • gardening--clearing the back and front beds
  • juggling with and without brace
  • three shifts as snack supervisor at the play
  • 5 days in auditorium seats!
  • working town festival

For the old lists, see my original list of Affirmations is from March, AprilOctober 2015, then March and June 2016, and June 2017.

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Our Time in Texas

We sure know how to pack a lot into a short visit, even with both parents sick with the epizootus (I was already on antibiotics, but I think we picked up a virus at the airport because Mama and I are sick all over again--I didn't have a voice for most of the trip.)

Here's a non-sequential list of what we did:

  • boat rides:  I love a boat ride.  Always have, probably always will.  Wind in my hair, kinda bumpy--it's a great time for reflection or day dreaming.  Sis said it's like cantering on a horse; she likes boat rides, too.  She even drove some.  On our second ride, Sis saw churning water and we then saw a dolphin!  Must have been chasing up some fish.  It stayed around us for awhile, curious, surfacing so close to the boat once that it's blow hole squirt splashed my cheek.  Beautiful creature.  I couldn't get a good picture, though--it surfaced very quickly and in unpredictable places.  My back handled these boat rides much better than four years ago.  

  • driving the golf cart:  Sis and Bud had their first non-MarioKart driving lessons!  And no one was injured.
  • fishing:  Bud and Pop went fishing early one morning in the harbor, before anyone else was awake.  They caught some catfish.  On another morning, the whole crew went fishing in the harbor and each kid caught a catfish, with Bud catching the biggest one.

  • tubing:  Sis was definitely in her element.  She loves going fast and thus loved being pulled behind a motorboat on a huge tube, especially when she flew off into the bay!  Yes, she had on a life vest.  She said the best part was bouncing two feet off the surface of the water.
  • sailing:  Sis also went sailing with Gommie in the little Sunfish.  She liked it much better than her sailing lessons at Mystic because it wasn't as windy and rough.  
  • swimming:  the kiddos took to the warm, muddy water right away, even though both were stung by little jellies.  They especially liked jumping off the pier into the water.  I went into the water myself, never my favorite activity at the bay (I'm irrationally scared of Jaws, though there aren't any threatening sharks there, and I don't like jelly fish), and floated around with the kiddos.  Even with sunscreen,  I got burned a little.
  • family:  I think Gommie and the kids counted and they met 60 new people, more than half who were relatives--Gommie's siblings, her cousins, my cousins, my second cousins, my second cousins' kids . . . . It's a bit overwhelming, but the kids managed.  Though, Gommie did help by drawing out the family tree. Bud even shook everyone's hand!  Of course, our goal in going to the bay, besides their experiencing Gommie's very favorite place, was spending time with Aunt Banana and kiddos.  It was a bit strange at first for Sis and Bud because they aren't around little kids much at all.  Sis took to them well enough and even Bud did chalk art with Cousin M.  I don't know how much chance they got to talk to their aunt and uncle; it was pretty chaotic and busy the whole weekend.  I'm not sure I got to really visit with them!  I did do some art and juggling with Cousin M and played "slide the baby off the roof" of the dollhouse with Cousin B.  And I had some nice chats with my Aunt T, Aunt A, and Aunt J.  It was good to be together.  
  • fireworks:  My cousins put on a lovely fireworks show off their pier one night.  Bud and I walked down to see it close up.  I really liked the ones that explode into a giant array and then the "spray" explodes into smaller arrays.  There were also some very striking red and white fireworks.  And you could see other displays all around the bay.  Unfortunately, some of those fireworks, on another night, caught the back fields on fire.  I was already back at the hotel with Mama, but Pop, who'd driven me to the hotel, couldn't get back to the bay house because the road was closed.   Everyone was safe--there were a dozen water tanker trucks between them and the blaze, which the fire departments amazingly put out very quickly, not before it burned a few acres.  But it could've reached the boat houses and all those boats with 100-gallon gas tanks.  The kids called me in the middle and weren't scared, just wanted reassurance.  I knew they were safe with Gommie and Aunt Banana.  Still, scary and impressive.
  • Mikeska's:  Nothing like eating ribs and chopped beef sandwiches surrounded by taxidermied dead animals!  But I love their banana pudding and sweet tea.
  • Prasek's:  KOLACHES!  Fruit, sweet cheese, or sausage-filled pastries.  Best kolaches in the world.  And really good Tex Mex chocolate sheet cake, too.  The Prasek family's bay house is right next to ours and we had told one of the grandchildren how much we loved their kolaches.  Lo, and behold! Mr Mike had someone deliver 3+ dozen more kolaches to us!!!  Love that Texas hospitality.
  • Buc-ee's:  Oh, you know how I love Buc-ee's.  It's like the Texas version of the Vermont Country Store--food, souvenirs, homey, except Buc-ee's isn't quite as upscale.  But they have iced tea!  And I met a new food--the Frito Burrito!  Yep, that's right--a tortilla filled with chili, cheese, onions, refried beans, and FRITOS!!!!!!  We like their plain bean-and-cheeses and also breakfast burritos, too.  And I got a bluebonnet pillow.  I knew I wanted my Texas souvenir to have bluebonnets on it and I found the perfect throw pillow at Buc-ee's.
  • Whataburger:  Not "waterburgers," even if we pronounce it like that.  Mama spent two days asleep at the hotel where we were staying as "overflow" (Gommie and Pop's house isn't big enough to comfortably fit three families.)  I took her Whataburger a few times, once with the kids.  I love the chicken bites and creamy gravy with Texas toast (which is just thick white bread.)  And of course, iced tea!  Sis liked them, too.  Just seeing the orange-and-white stripes makes me smile (I remember the steak fingers of my childhood, but they don't have those anymore.  Or was that Dairy Queen?)
  • Food:  In addition to all of the food at restaurants, we also ate back at the bay house.  Mama and Aunt Banana had coordinated meals so we each took different nights.  We made Cowboy Supper but added cubed chicken breasts to the usual sausage; she made these great pulled pork tacos.  She also had this yummy Greek pasta salad.  Gommie brought French Dip sandwiches for the first night.
  • Palacios:  I had wanted to visit the town where my great-grandmother had lived and so Gommie, Mama, our twins, Aunt Banana, and Cousin M and I drove over one afternoon.  We had a good lunch at a Vietnamese restaurant (noodles with grilled chicken and egg rolls, shrimp and veg with noodles, somethink like a bird's nest with fried noodles, spring rolls, Vietnamese iced coffee (like Thai iced coffee, with sweetened condensed milk), and this great banana pudding.   Then we drove around to all the sights:  grandmother's house where Aunt Banana and I would spend the weekend (separately) across from the hospital, her real estate office which is still a real estate office, the restaurant Pederson's where we always went for Sunday brunch but which is now a bookstore (still has the bar and mural, though), the Texas Baptist Encampment, the shrimp boats, the piers where there used to be a pavilion for dancing, abandonned Camp Hulen which held 10,000 WWII soldiers in pup tents and where my great-grandmother was a typist and met my great-grandfather, and the old Luther Hotel, with the same screen door I remember passing through four decades ago.  It's a grande ol' dame of a hotel but has seen better days.  We saw a little white kitten there with one blue and one green eye (so probably deaf), covered in fleas but cute.  Pop almost got a new cat!  Aunt Sis and I remembered the vanilla wafers Grandma Mildred kept in the refrigerator, with their delicate and crispy brown edges, the burger place we often ate, and the shops she would take us to.  

  • pina coladas:  this is one of the popular drinks down at the bay and both kids learned how to make them!  Sis was sure to make a "virgin" pitcher for herself.  Directions, as far as they recall:  1 cup Coco Lopez, 1 cup pineapple juice, blend it with 2 cups of ice and 3 oz of rum (they don't remember.)  When I was a child, I would make bourbon and cokes for my uncle.
  • games, including Mexican train and "hand and foot" canasta:  The bay is full of game players and both kiddos got to play.  They learned a domino game called Mexican train and a card game called "hand and foot."  And both of them won.  I was really pleased to hear that they were good winners, shaking hands and thanking others for a good game.  I was even more pleased that I didn't have to play!
  • walking on the pier at night:  We went out our last night there, just for the experience of it.  I always feel like I'm walking above clouds on the pier at night.  
  • bird sightings:  This part of Texas is a birdwatcher's paradise.  I wasn't trying too hard but did notice many species I don't often see in CT, including the brown pelican, laughing gull, cattle egret, some kind of heron, snowy egret, mockingbird, Mexican eagle/caracara, gray hawk, white-winged dove, purple martins, and even baby buzzards.  I spotted my first caracara squaring off with a buzzard over some road kill.  They flew away as I drove off and the buzzard got back first.  As for the pelicans, I'm still amazed to see them everywhere; they weren't many of them at the bay when I was a child.  Now, they fly the coast every morning and evening; it's awe-inspiring.  And they really do look like dinosaurs.

  • hammock time:  Mama liked the hammock under the porch, as does Pop.

  • chalk art:  Cousin M and Bud did a great big chalk mural under the house on the concrete.
  • water balloon fight:  The cousins also had fun doing a water balloon fight.
  • birthday parties:  There was a big train birthday party for my 3-year-old nephew (I added the train tracks to the cake!)--it was funny to see him smear cake on his face!--and a pinata for our 12-year-olds.  It took awhile to smash the pinata so by the end they were not even using a blindfold; several of the cousins helped out.
  • the land:  I forget how flat it is in our part of Texas.  So flat, with views so far in the distance.  We passed huge cotton fields, corn, maize, but not as much rice as when I was a child.  There are old abandonned farm houses in some places, lots of cows, some windmills, lots of barbed wire fencing, silos in the distance, small towns of 200 people with all the businesses on main street closed, and Sis counted at least 277 horses!  It's not bluebonnet or Indian paintbrush season, but I did enjoy seeing some flowers.

  • mosquitos, high humidity, and Trump supporters:  Let's just say the bay would be a nicer place without any of these (let me revise that last one:  it was hard to believe that all my extended family (not my immediate family, i.e. parents, sister, BIL), who love us, also voted for HIM.  I'll keep the family, just dump #45.)
The only thing I didn't get to do while at the bay was honor the memory of my aunt and uncle and cousin in any way.  This was my first trip back since they'd all died and I had hoped to get a chance for some kind of quiet observance.  But I never quite figured out what that would be and there didn't seem to be a good time, with Mama and I both not feeling well.  Next time, perhaps.

Whew.  I'm tired just writing about it.  Good thing it's summer and there's not much I have to do right now.  Except laundry!


Giada De Laurentiis's Pulled Pork Tacos

                        2 teaspoons ground cumin
                        1/2 teaspoon ground coriander 
                        2 teaspoons salt 
                        1/2 teaspoon dried oregano 
                        2 pounds pork shoulder roast 
                        2 tablespoons extra-virgin olive oil 
                        1 onion, chopped 
                        3 cloves garlic, smashed 
                        1 chipotle in adobo plus 1 teaspoon adobo sauce
                        1/2 cup beer
                        1/2 teaspoon grated orange zest (1/2 orange) 

Garnishes:  lime wedges, cheese, avocado, etc.

For the pulled pork: In a small bowl, mix together the cumin, coriander, salt and oregano. Rub the spice mixture all over the pork roast.
Heat the olive oil in a medium skillet over medium-high heat. Add the pork roast and brown on all sides, about 3 minutes per side.
Meanwhile, in a 3 1/2-quart slow cooker, combine the onion, garlic, chipotle and adobo sauce, beer, and orange zest. Add the browned roast along with any pan juices. Cover and cook on low for 8 hours or on high for 6 hours.

When the pork is cooked and fork tender, shred it using two forks. Add the shredded meat back to the slow cooker and toss with the onions and cooking juices. Keep warm in the slow cooker for people to help themselves and assemble the tacos with all the garnishes.

Aunt Banana's Greek Pasta Salad
bow tie pasta
cooked chicken, cubed
kalamata olives
tomato (optional)
bell peppers? (I can't recall)
**I saw a recipe on that includes 3 cups baby spinach
red onion
feta cheese
Greek salad dressing

Cook pasta al dente then toss with vegetables and chicken and coat with Greek salad dressing.

Aunt Banana

Milk-Can "Cowboy" Supper, Bay Version
adapted from Cook's Country

2 lbs. kielbasa, cut into big chunks about 1 1/2-2" long 
4 chicken breasts, cubed12 red potatoes, washed but unpeeled
1 small cabbage, cut into wedges and unstacked
1 1/2 cups baby carrots (oops, forgot to put this in)
1 red pepper, chunks
1 onion, cut into wedges
4 cloves garlic, peeled and crushed
7 ears of corn, halved
4 cups chicken broth
1/2 can beer

salt and pepper to taste

Brown the kielbasa and chicken until browned all over (about 6-8 minutes on medium high.)  Remove from pot. Layer ingredients in pot in this order, bottom to top:  red potatoes, cabbage wedges (unstacked and all spread out flat), baby carrots, onion, garlic, and corn.  Sprinkle with salt and pepper; add bay leaves and thyme.  Distribute kielbasa on top and pour in chicken broth.  Bring to boil, cover, and simmer approximately 15-20 minutes.  Add green bell pepper on top and cook 15-20 minutes more until potatoes are tender (use long skewer to test doneness.)  Remove to serving platter.  Enjoy!

Summer Fun 2017 Updates

Check out #3!  Detailed post to come.

  1. Go to Vermont--oh, that was fun!
  2. Sis's speedskating camp
  3. Go to Texas--Yes, we did!  And completed a subset of our list:  boat rides, driving the golf cart, fishing, tubing, sailing, fireworks, Mikeska's, Prasek's, Buc-ee's, Whataburger, seeing dolphins, walking on the pier at night, bird sightings (pelican, mockingbird, Mexican eagle/caracara, gray hawk, white-winged dove, purple martins, even baby buzzards), hammock time, chalk art, water balloon fight, birthday parties, visiting with family.
  4. Family camp in Maine
  5. Sis's computer camp
  6. Bud's theater camp 
  7. Ice skating with friends
  8. Trip to NYC with kids by myself?
  9. Trip on Port Jeff ferry with kids by myself?
  10. See musical Come From Away
  11. Beach outing
  12. Putt-putt golf
  13. Create Minecraft server
  14. Make ice cream
  15. Go to zoo
  16. Family biking
  17. Celebrate 4th of July
  18. Celebrate Solstice--first full summer day at home so we have a free day and kids stay up late
  19. Celebrate Mama's birthday with Studio Ghibli film festival--Yay!!
  20. Birthday parties for kids--birthday pinata!
  21. Kids cook weekly dinners--Bud started with shish kebabs!
  22. Attend friends' Friday Night Dance Party

  23. See Spiderman Homecoming
  24. See Thor: Ragnorak
  25. Big house purge before carpet removal
  26. Backyard archery
  27. Bird song e-course
  28. Zentangle subscription video--I learned all about doing 3D designs and Dingbatz
  29. Summer Soul Camp workshop
  30. Clean basement
  31. Gardening--I've cleared the bed in the back and planted some flowers
  32. Make rock art
  33. Lego Death Star
  34. Refurbish dollhouse
  35. Kids learn how to do laundry
  36. Volunteering (Sis with horse camp, Bud with cats?)
  37. Lemonade-stand fundraiser
  38. Try embroidery on pillowcase
  39. Improve my Splattoon skills
  40. Make Jan-June photobook
  41. Get back to my YogaDance class
  42. Quilling
  43. Read through magazine pile
  44. Teach mandalas class

Monday, June 26, 2017

New Affirmations

Starting a whole new list of things I'm proud of doing, things that challenge me:

  • hiking to the chapel at Trapp Family Lodge!!
  • hiking along the ridge of Mt. Mansfield!!
  • hiking up the rock/root scramble at Moss Glen Falls!!
  • wading in the stream at Moss Glen Falls!
  • exploring the gunboat at Lake Champlain Maritime Museum
  • went for mammogram (clean!)
  • driving to hospice (30+ minutes)
  • driving to deliver a church meal (30+ minutes)
  • gardening--clearing the back and front beds
  • juggling with and without brace
  • three shifts as snack supervisor at the play
  • 5 days in auditorium seats!
  • working town festival

For the old lists, see my original list of Affirmations is from March, AprilOctober 2015, then March and June 2016, and June 2017.

Tuesday, June 20, 2017

"These are a Few of My Favorite Things" from our Weekend in VT

So much to say, don't want this to be too long.  So, free association:

Heat wave:  It was unseasonably hot the whole time, without much AC anywhere.  In mid- to high-80sF.  I. HATE. Being. HOT.

Vermont Country Store:  Sis loves the today's cut cheese; Bud always goes for the chocolates; I like the summer sausage and crackers; Mama always finds the oddest stuff, like the little glasses cleaning doo-dad that works really well.  Got some purpley Zentangle-like earrings and a new robe.  Love wandering around the store.  Saw the Rogers statue group display, including the one we got for Christmas.

Stowe:  We met Gommie and Pop at a lovely restaurant in Stowe named Harrison's, where thankfully we had reservations.  We caught up on their travels almost to Canada and relayed our last days of school.  Mussels, smoked chicken, root vegetable pot pie, fish and chips, poached pears/walnuts/goat cheese spinach salad, calamari--mercy, we always eat well when we're together!  Afterwards, Gommie and I wandered the local cemetery a bit--mainly because the rest of the whole town--general store, yarn shop, tourist info--was closed already.  Some colonial headstones but mostly 19th century. And lots of mosquitoes whose bites I didn't notice until later (bugs bit me all weekend--I bet I have about 30 bites.)

Sis and the Icelandi Ponies, taken by Mama on her first horseback ride

Trapp Family Lodge:  "The hills are alive . . . "  Yep, those Trapps.  And it's a slice of Austria in VT, a lot like the movie--perfect and clean and wholesome.  Chocolates at turn-down.  Pilsner glasses, schnitzel, wurst, pretzels with mustard (dinner in the Lounge.)  Sacher torte, black forest cake, strudel, almond bear claw (that was breakfast at the Austrian Tea Room.)  Beautiful hotel room with views of the surrounding mountains, in gradations of blue and green.  We heard sheep all night, singing lullabies to Mama. Just like being in the Alps.  Gorgeous flowers--lilac, sage, a wild rose of some kind, so many that I can't name--and so many butterflies (especially black and yellow swallowtails), which we enjoyed from the patio.  We hiked to the stone chapel on the mountain, steep in parts but lovely (and humid!), while Sis and Mama rode Icelandic ponies, with the extra gait called tolting.  Mama had never riden before but did it for Sis.  They had a great time riding through the meadows.  Sis loved the horses and helped out in the stable, fitting right in. They are planning to go back to ride in the snow!!  Bud and Pop saw a snake on our hike, a friendly garter.  After the hike (and some time watching the dog agility contest being hosted on the grounds), we sat on the patio, drinking and juggling with Gommie, Pop, and Bud in the afternoon sun.  The scent of lilacs wafter over us with every breeze.  There was a wedding at the Lodge that evening, complete with about $100K of fireworks, a brilliant display lighting up the whole valley for half an hour.  It was a more elaborate display than our town does for July 4th!   Beautiful view with the explosions lighting up the hillsides.  And because they were being shot from a bit below us (in a field below the lodge), the fireworks seemed very close.

view from our Trapp Lodge suite

love the gradations!

These might actually be Shelburne sheep, but you get the idea.

The Trapp Lodge, with sage

Stone Chapel

Oh, the scent of lilac

Took me a long time to get this photo.

Mt. Mansfield:  The toll road opened the weekend we showed up and we went up 3,600' to the top of Vermont's highest peak.  Sis spotted the ski trails she wanted to come back and try.  Once we got to the top, we took a hike across the ridge to see Lake Champlain and the Adirondacks.  Breathtaking!!  And kinda scary, right on worn rock faces without a really level path.)  Pop, the kids, and Mama even scampered further up.  Amazing.  Sitting on a rock lower down, I loved the view of the spruce "repoussoir trees" framing the Adirondacks in the distance and the Alpine tundra above the tree line.  Pretty amazing.  I was so proud of us for making the hike (especially proud of me for doing it and also not freaking out that the kids went higher), though we were tired and hungry afterwards.  (And waits were long at the Blue Donkey burger place we went to first, so we grabbed some really good pizzas at Piecasso.)

On the road to the top of Mansfield


Moss Glenn Falls:  Oh, the falls.  It was easy to get to the stream, a beautiful, very cold stream with big and small rocks.  There was probably some kind of mill at the shore--no right angles in nature, especially of piled rocks.  We hung out there for awhile, gathering courage to attack the rock-and-root scramble to see the falls.  Trying and tiring.  And very scary.  More scary than actually hard.  Especially because it reminded me of the rocky, wooded mount where Boromir was killed in The Lord of the Rings movie.  I even dropped my skirt to wear just my athletic shorts to crawl on my hands and knees. But oh so beautiful.   I'm so proud of myself!   And Pop and the kids went even higher!!  We hike well together, each taking care of the other.  Everyone hiking their own hike.  Mama takes pictures.  Pop presses ahead and then falls behind to help. I stop to listen to birds or look at butterflies.  Sis built a dam in the water.  Both kids made a cairn in the rocks.  All we needed was a picnic lunch (though, it was almost too warm to eat.)

For comparison, that's my dad in orange waving.

Glacially cold stream

Remains of a building

Ben and Jerry's:  On our first attempt to visit (right after the waterfall), we missed the last tour and then didn't want to wait in a 50-person line for ice cream.  Our second attempt was moderately more successful, in that we made the tour but still didn't want to wait in a really long line for ice cream.  The tour was great--short and quite literally sweet, with a sample of Americone Dream at the end (pretty tasty and so obviously freshly made and not in a store freezer.)  And I loved the shop, especially the rainbow cow shirt about love!

------At this point, we separated, with the kids spending two nights with Gommie and Pop alone (not too many details, but they ate a lot, watched several shows on Food Network, played ping pong, loved the exhibits at the Shelburne museum while also missing the rain, but were perhaps not as enamored of Fort Ticonderoga), and Mama and I taking a quick night to ourselves at the Inn at Shelburne Farms.------

Shelburne Farms:  I've been aware of Shelburne Farms for awhile but not even entirely sure what it was.  Dairy? Resort? Museum? Restaurant? I knew it was in upper VT and that they'd had a terrible fire a few years back that wiped out one of their barns and their old-growth wood collection.  Well, now I know better.  It is a dairy, an educational institution, an inn, restaurant, and an historic site.  And we got a bit of a taste of it all as we toottled around the Farm Barn learning about cheese and visiting the animals, having delicious sandwiches for lunch (ham/apple panini for me, avocado/sprouts for Mama, with cold carrot ginger soup), learning about the historic home and model farm built by Dr. Webb and his wife Lila Vanderbilt, and eating a "farm supper" (stuffed trout, stuffed tofu, parsnips, wild rice, 3-year aged cheddar, vanilla ice cream on a ganache-covered tuile), and then an amazing breakfast (buttermilk pancakes with maple mascarpone cream and rhubarb compote, a savory steel oat risotto with ham, spinach, and an egg on top) in the restaurant, plus tea and sweets in the afternoon.  Truthfully, I was so enamored with the ceiling of the dining room (or "Marble Room" which was once the ballroom) that I barely noticed dinner (which was just as well because I'm not that fond of a heavy hand with herbs.)

That's the barn!

Oh, the house.  It was like getting to stay at a famous house museum, like spending the night as a guest at the Breakers (Vanderbilts, Newport, RI) or  The Mount (Edith Wharton, Lenox, MA) or something.  Aesthetically, it reminded me of H.H. Richardson's "shingle style" houses but also something of the Arts and Crafts movement of William Morris (especially the niche in the stairs and the library; the tea room and dining room were much more formal neo-classicism or Georgian, if memory serves, with elaborate white moldings and huge formal portraits.)  I was happy sitting in the library with 6,000 books, the scent of which reminded me of Aunt Sis.  Mama and I made a pile--Victorian American foodways, a history of Lake Champlain, New England Gardens, the diary of a Victorian gardener--which we perused on the porch in matching rocking chairs.  Thank heavens for a stiff breeze or we would have been pretty uncomfortable.

Tea Room

Captivating dining room ("Marble Room") ceiling

Room past the tea room

Doesn't it feel like Arts and Crafts?

The library.

Our room, the "White Room" (actually on the third floor, once probably the valet's room with buttons to call the sewing room! and stairs leading to Dr. Webb's room), was in a turret overlooking the lake, a huge space with a seating area and desks.  I reclined on a chaise lounge while Mama sat in one of the overstuffed chairs, feet on a "poof."  We just watched the clouds move, the water flow.  It was all very decadent.  So relaxing.  The best part was the lightning storm that rolled in that evening--rain poured down the house and trampled the garden, flashes lit the lake and silhouetted the trees, but the thunder only rumbled and didn't crack like we expected.  Still, I love a good storm and we watched it until at least midnight.

Our sitting area

And views . . . 

Dr. Webb's trunk and our borrowed books

Gardens:  My first introduction to the Shelburne gardens was actually in the back of the house, in the parking lot, where I got a whiff of what I thought was jasmine.  I found out later from the gardener, who let me have some of the blossoms felled by the storm, that it was mock orange.  Ooooh, still, it reminded me of summer nights in Tunisia and Mama of temple offerings in Thailand.  The garden borders the lake, with a rocky beach and cliffs to one side and an "enchanted forest" to the other.  It was designed in terraces, rooms even (a la Vita Sackville-West at Sissinghurst and Gertrude Jekyll), with a whole space devoted to roses, another to peonies, a section with herbs, another with various flowers that I can't name (lilac and gardenia perhaps, and so much else), several little statues including a cement fruit-and-flower basket like my paternal grandparents had, a portico with seats and a table (and waxed leaf ligustrum aka Ligustrum japonicum "Texanum" which I recall from my childhood in Houston--love that scent!), ornamental balustrades, and a lily pond complete with fish.  It was two owl statues which led our way into the "ramble" so to speak, with several benches throughout the maze-like forest (the "enchanged forest"), including a ring of yew trees framing the bench overlooking the lake.  We were quite hidden as we watched the sun begin to set.  We visited this garden several times--in the heat of Sunday afternoon, in the shade of the setting sun with the thunderstorm approaching, and again the next morning as the gardener tried to revive the peonies and let me have a few of the cuttings.  The dampness of the garden just heightened the power of the scent of the roses and peonies.  Oh, it makes me wish I was a better, more dedicated and persistent gardener (I get lazy with the watering and the weeding, which means many things don't make it.)

Sunset over Lake Champlain and Adirondacks, with approaching storm

All peonies!

View from the enchanted forest

Porch views . . . .

Lake Champlain Maritime Museum and Philadelphia:  Before we headed home on Monday, we decided to take in the Maritime museum (instead of the Shelburne which was bigger and had so much more walking.)  It's definitely a local affair but has many interesting artifacts and experimental archaeology projects, most notably a reconstruction of Benedict Arnold's Philadelphia, one of his slapdash gun boats built quickly of green wood (and so prone to leaks) to keep the British from taking the lake and thus separating New England from the rest of the colonies.  The original was sunk at the Battle of Val Coeur in 1776, but the copy sits in a small harbor on Lake Champlain.  I don't know much colonial maritime history and so was fascinated by all our docent had to say, including how 40 conscripted men slept upright in shifts against the wall of the boat while officers got benches!  The boat had no keel and was 5 times broader than it was deep so it could only sort-of sail, which meant there were oar locks all over.  It carried numerous large and small cannon for very close combat.  All in all, I would not have wanted to be on that boat in a naval battle.  Those poor men; though, they did their jobs and kept the British from taking the lake.

The Philadelphia

Long drive home:  After the museum, we ate a very tasty sandwich lunch at the nearby Red Mill restaurant, where it began to pour rain as we sat.  And the rain didn't let up for hours.  It was an awful drive home and more than once we contemplated spending the night somewhere to wait out the storm (but $371 for a night at the Equinox in Manchester was just too much.)  Losing all network connectivity didn't help because we couldn't 1.) navigate or 2.) keep an eye on the radar.  I actually read the map as we passed Tarbellville and Wallingford, neither of which had good places to pull over.  So we ended up in Weston at, you guessed it, the Vermont Country Store!  Yep, the store bookended our trip and really was a lifesaver.  We picked up snacks for dinner and a few more souvenirs.  And made it home a few hours later than we'd hoped.  Still, we were safe and the cats were happy (enough) to see us.

What a glorious weekend, indeed what a wonderful two weeks with my folks!  So many great experiences, so many lovely memories.  And really, we're not done . . . because we'll be heading to Texas later this summer.