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July 21, 2010 |
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by Gina Hamilton
Coastal Journal editor
Our new temporary son Alex is with us now, a delightful young man into normal teenage stuff ... football, guitar playing, girls ... a refreshing change from our elder son and heir whose interests are more along the lines of international political incidents, computer bits and wireless network security. While I might be able to hold more of a conversation with the son and heir, it is uncannily like talking to a diplomat most of the time. Which is probably where he will be in ten years’ time anyhow.
Anyhow, Alex will be with us for a while, and hearing him rattle off the names of a dozen girls all vying for his attention via Facebook and cell phone is a new and curious phenomenon down at Turning Tide Cottage.
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July 14, 2010 |
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by Gina Hamilton
Coastal Journal editor
Down at Turning Tide Cottage, we picked the first fruits of the season. I picked the first tomato, and the first peppers picked themselves.
The pepper plant, which was half grown when we bought it for the deck, broke two of its three large, heavily laden branches, and was discovered by Chris at some point on Saturday morning, shortly before we flea bombed the house (pointlessly, as it turned out, since it didn’t seem to work at all).
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July 07, 2010 |
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by Gina Hamilton
Coastal Journal editor
Down at Turning Tide Cottage, we still haven’t flea bombed, primarily because the very idea of closing all the windows right now is just not even within the realm of tolerance. We could probably close all the windows and the fleas would die of their own accord without the bombs at all, but we’d have to come back and deal with it, and that would be truly no fun.
We’ve been trying to keep our gardens alive, a challenge when one wakes up and it is well over 80 degrees already. I water the plants in the morning and Chris waters them more deeply at night, and so far, we have a pretty decent crop materializing. I don’t even know how many cucumber plants we have, but we’re going to have a sizeable bunch, probably all ripening at the same time. We have quite a few tomatoes coming along, too, and it looks like they’ll definitely ripen faster than last year, which means that, if the heat continues this way, we’ll be canning spaghetti sauce in a kitchen of 90 degrees or so.
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June 30, 2010 |
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by Gina Hamilton
Coastal Journal editor
Rudie the Dog may not sport her fleas anymore, but we are. And so it was that on Saturday, Chris and I decided it was time to bomb Turning Tide Cottage.
Flea bomb, that is.
Now, anyone who has undergone this process knows that purchasing the flea bombs and setting them off is not all there is to it. One must treat the pets (which we have done with varying degrees of success) and then basically clean the house (which one must do twice), vacuuming up all the fleas and so on from furniture and rugs, washing towels, bedding, and so on, and then probably doing that again too.
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June 23, 2010 |
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by Gina Hamilton
Coastal Journal editor
Is there anything worse than the end of a Vacation Week? We got back from Acadia on Saturday, and immediately had to start getting ready for the Work Week. We washed clothes, put away bags and things, worked in the gardens, and tidied up the house. We somehow didn’t even manage to get to the grocery store, and that will have to be done sometime this evening or next.
It was also Father’s Day on Sunday, and so our son and heir and Rudie the Dog took their dad (and me) to Mae’s for brunch, because we thought T had to work in the afternoon.
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