Betty Osborne is a proud New Yorker (Brooklyn born and raised in LI and VT, now living in Upstate NY). NY is lucky to have her as its daughter. She is the kind of citizen that would make any nation or people proud. Happy to serve her own and those unknown. Service like this is not found today. People serve to serve their own type. Her's is a type that is So-American and yet today, So Un-American.
This post is devoted to the summer avian life present in Washington County and specifically at American Masala farm. My husband Peter & I enjoy birding so decided start a list of all the birds we saw and heard during our visit.
This is the stately prince of Masala Farm. I cannot remember his name but I think it is an indian name that means Prince...Now I can only wonder who really wears the pants at
This bird gets my vote!
Seeing him strut his stuff around the farm...like he owns the place.
Charlie holding a baby that looks all about chocolate. Also resembles his mommy almost entirely. The markings are all brown. Darker or light, they are chocolate as chocolate can be. The babies were found Saturday night, and were born all naturally. Marc Durrin, the caretaker found them and alerted us to their birth. Tis' the season for kids, and so this was welcome news. Now we have kids that might make Floyd Cardoz smile with glee. Depressed over the earthquake and its aftermath, we needed some good news. This was as sweet as it could get.
I was looking at images I had saved for blog posts and found this one from the height of summer. A folder that got lost in the madness of the joys of summer. What is startling today is the difference in the light. How different everything looks as seasons change. How different we feel. How things taste different, not always because of ingredients, but also because of perception colored by our mood, altered by the seasons.
Before arriving at the farm, my mom would tell endless stories about Suvir and Charlie, as she had the privilege of spending a week with them at the Floating Island Writer's Workshop. And within an hour of being here, I told my mom that they were better than I ever could've imagined.
Of course, it took a while for the Dobrez-Tiggleman's to get to Hebron from Grand Rapids, Michigan.
Sheldon Farmstand is a place where we go for buying wonderful farm-fresh vegetables and fruits and also comestibles from around the world that we would have to live without were it not for Pat Sheldon and her wonderful stocked farm-stand in Salem. Pat and Albert Sheldon are also warm and generous people. A couple that has done much too much already and are continuing to do what they can to make the edible landscape of our community richer, fresher and more diverse.
Paula Beardell Krieg is a neighbor with a wonderful neighborly civic sense. Someone who is ready to help without much goading. She is generous beyond words could describe. Sensible in ways most people cannot be. Paula is also very talented and very sensitive. Her work shows all of this and more.