The leaves have finally unfolded, they are beautiful Spring green and full of holes.
Late last Fall/early Winter, when driving home , I drove through like what looked like a snowstorm, made up of tiny white moths. Every day for several weeks.
In the evenings every window of the house was covered with swarms of the moths.
I had never seen anything like them, nor did I realize how devastating they can be to the trees.
The moths apparently just arrived in Maine with a landscaper from 'away'. All of those moths laid eggs in the trees during their stay. The leaf eating caterpillar chewed holes in the leaves that just unfurled. They will then send new cocoons down into the soil to continue the cycle. No plants should be transported inland from May to December, to stop the spreading.
The worry is that the moths will spread into areas where wild blueberries are growing. If they like the blueberry plants , it could be damaging to the industry.
There is a certain fly that when released , will eat the moth eggs, but this season only 800 flies were available for 3 towns to share! that's 266.6 per town, so hopefully we will get more flies and the winter moth will be history.
Happy Memorial Day Weekend!
Sunday, May 26, 2013
Sunday, May 19, 2013
10 Miles to Shop continued
There is a 10 Mile long yard sale this weekend stretching from Route 150 in Cornville
to Route 2 in Skowhegan. I am going with Maggie and Candy! We'll let you know what we find....
to Route 2 in Skowhegan. I am going with Maggie and Candy! We'll let you know what we find....
10 Miles to Shop
10 Miles to Shop
Last weekend I stopped at Maggie Tremont's house for her garage sale. Her three day garage sale!
She said it was the first one she ever held. She lovingly displayed all of the toys and clothes Amanda has outgrown, along with household items she no longer needs or wants.
She was eagerly anticipating the crowds and the early birds she heard so much about!
Ready in rain or shine...
According to Maggie, day one was a big hit-with one early bird. The woman bought a box of toddler blocks, a whole box gone!
Next a couple came and bought all the dolls and doll clothes. They told Maggie they buy dolls at garage sales, and then donate them to a children's charity organization. Wonderful.
But, Then Betty Oaks pulled in to the driveway in her bright green car. Everyone in town knows about Betty and Roy. Roy being her pet parrot. She bought him on Amazon a few months back when winter boredom set in. Now she spends her time in search of hard plastic toys for Roy to chew on, because he gnaws them to nothing in seconds flat.
So far no big money being made. In fact when people come with rolls of quarters, and balk when the price is 4 dollars, well-that is not 'big money' happening.
Paul Carver rode up on his bicycle. looking for records-albums that is. Maggie told him she only had a few, and he said she probably wouldn't have had any he liked anyway. Rude? Maggie challenged him on the impossibility of riding a bike and carrying said records anyway.
Day two. Maggie was not looking forward to it.
Day three. Dread. Should not have had a day three.
All in all it's more fun to go to garage sales than to run one.
Last weekend I stopped at Maggie Tremont's house for her garage sale. Her three day garage sale!
She said it was the first one she ever held. She lovingly displayed all of the toys and clothes Amanda has outgrown, along with household items she no longer needs or wants.
She was eagerly anticipating the crowds and the early birds she heard so much about!
Ready in rain or shine...
According to Maggie, day one was a big hit-with one early bird. The woman bought a box of toddler blocks, a whole box gone!
Next a couple came and bought all the dolls and doll clothes. They told Maggie they buy dolls at garage sales, and then donate them to a children's charity organization. Wonderful.
But, Then Betty Oaks pulled in to the driveway in her bright green car. Everyone in town knows about Betty and Roy. Roy being her pet parrot. She bought him on Amazon a few months back when winter boredom set in. Now she spends her time in search of hard plastic toys for Roy to chew on, because he gnaws them to nothing in seconds flat.
So far no big money being made. In fact when people come with rolls of quarters, and balk when the price is 4 dollars, well-that is not 'big money' happening.
Paul Carver rode up on his bicycle. looking for records-albums that is. Maggie told him she only had a few, and he said she probably wouldn't have had any he liked anyway. Rude? Maggie challenged him on the impossibility of riding a bike and carrying said records anyway.
Day two. Maggie was not looking forward to it.
Day three. Dread. Should not have had a day three.
All in all it's more fun to go to garage sales than to run one.
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Road Trip Radio
I spent several of the days this week on a road trip to a few states west of Maine. I started out Wednesday morning in Cape Willington rush hour. This is about 20-30 cars all backed up along the Coastal Loop at drop off time for the schools. It lasts about 10 minutes!
While I was in traffic , and waiting to begin the long drive ahead, I flipped through radio stations to pass time. I ended up listening to a song with the lyrics " I just met you-call me maybe".
It got me wondering- does she want him to maybe call her? or call her Maybe, as in 'Maybe Williams went to the prom with Todd Coty.
I did hear that one of Marjorie Coffins fine young sons is dating, and going to the prom with, a niece of Walter Gruthers, Emily Frenda. Emily's Mother Eileen is Walter's sister. They grew up in Cape Willington . Their father was a lobsterman. Back in the day, they had lobster traps piled for miles in their back yard.
The song "Rock Lobster" by the B-52's woke me out of my thoughts. That is a crazy song! Which reminds me-don't forget the Cape Willington Lobster festival August 9-12. If you need a hotel reservation, do it now!! The hotels will be booked up and down the coast. The Sea God and Goddess applications are online, deadline June 1st. This years festival will kick off with a sand castle building event. If you want to volunteer to help with the festival contact Sue Reynolds at 555-6495. or Candy Holliday at 555-7898.
One more note. The Ice Cream Shack is open for the season! They opened yesterday, in fog and temperature of 52 degrees. It was packed!
Happy Mother's Day~
B.B. Haywood
While I was in traffic , and waiting to begin the long drive ahead, I flipped through radio stations to pass time. I ended up listening to a song with the lyrics " I just met you-call me maybe".
It got me wondering- does she want him to maybe call her? or call her Maybe, as in 'Maybe Williams went to the prom with Todd Coty.
I did hear that one of Marjorie Coffins fine young sons is dating, and going to the prom with, a niece of Walter Gruthers, Emily Frenda. Emily's Mother Eileen is Walter's sister. They grew up in Cape Willington . Their father was a lobsterman. Back in the day, they had lobster traps piled for miles in their back yard.
The song "Rock Lobster" by the B-52's woke me out of my thoughts. That is a crazy song! Which reminds me-don't forget the Cape Willington Lobster festival August 9-12. If you need a hotel reservation, do it now!! The hotels will be booked up and down the coast. The Sea God and Goddess applications are online, deadline June 1st. This years festival will kick off with a sand castle building event. If you want to volunteer to help with the festival contact Sue Reynolds at 555-6495. or Candy Holliday at 555-7898.
One more note. The Ice Cream Shack is open for the season! They opened yesterday, in fog and temperature of 52 degrees. It was packed!
Happy Mother's Day~
B.B. Haywood
Saturday, May 4, 2013
Yellow
Patience. Waiting for the leaves to unfold in coastal Maine takes all of it. I decided to follow the color yellow today , as a reminder of how beautiful the month of May is. My first wow of yellow was my breakfast banana peel , gorgeous next to the white yogurt and painted blueberry pattern on my plate. (then I throw the peel into the woods to compost, it looks great there too).
When I looked up and out the kitchen window, there was a bright yellow finch perched on one of the long sticks I intertwine behind my planter, which is filled with sunrise yellow pansies. Life can't get prettier than that.
Then into my car, past yellow road signs that read Stop Ahead, Dead End, Road Narrows , and at the town dump (oops, sorry-transfer station) a bright yellow sign says .'Do Not Remove Anything From Metal Bin'. I didn't really feel like it was a metal removing day, so onward I went. I drove around the coastal loop. my head turning to gaze at the yellow Forsythia and Daffodils in bloom along every road side and front yard.
As I turned down Main Street, and drove into the parking lot of Gumm's Hardware Store, I bumped into Candy Holliday, literally. She was backing out of her parking space without looking, and smack , right into my car. I should have noticed her and steered clear. She had on her butternut yellow fleece jacket, the one that makes it easy to spot her around town. She got out of her car, all apologies and in a hurry to get somewhere. I did peek into her car, because I am just that nosy. It looked like garden stakes, tomato cages, some wood, and something poking out of a partially folded tarp. I would have loved to peek under that.
I heard the words 'hurry', 'missing' , and 'visit', and she drove away. Candy is a mystery all her own.
A big sunny yellow lemon square from Melody's is what I need right now.
Happy May !
B.B. Haywood
When I looked up and out the kitchen window, there was a bright yellow finch perched on one of the long sticks I intertwine behind my planter, which is filled with sunrise yellow pansies. Life can't get prettier than that.
Then into my car, past yellow road signs that read Stop Ahead, Dead End, Road Narrows , and at the town dump (oops, sorry-transfer station) a bright yellow sign says .'Do Not Remove Anything From Metal Bin'. I didn't really feel like it was a metal removing day, so onward I went. I drove around the coastal loop. my head turning to gaze at the yellow Forsythia and Daffodils in bloom along every road side and front yard.
As I turned down Main Street, and drove into the parking lot of Gumm's Hardware Store, I bumped into Candy Holliday, literally. She was backing out of her parking space without looking, and smack , right into my car. I should have noticed her and steered clear. She had on her butternut yellow fleece jacket, the one that makes it easy to spot her around town. She got out of her car, all apologies and in a hurry to get somewhere. I did peek into her car, because I am just that nosy. It looked like garden stakes, tomato cages, some wood, and something poking out of a partially folded tarp. I would have loved to peek under that.
I heard the words 'hurry', 'missing' , and 'visit', and she drove away. Candy is a mystery all her own.
A big sunny yellow lemon square from Melody's is what I need right now.
Happy May !
B.B. Haywood
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