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Have You Seen The Muffin Man, The Muffin Man, The Muffin Man ?

Wednesday, September 1st, 2010

How many tens of  millions of  toddlers over the ages may have sung this Mother Goose song,  I wonder ?   At any rate we have do have a Muffin Man— well, actually a Muffin Lady— right  here on the Eastern Shore of Virginia.   And you’ll find Beth Flynn,  in her sweet glory,  not  in  Drury Lane,  but  in  the Yellow Duck.   That would, of course,  be The Yellow Duck  Bakery Cafe  on Main Street in Exmore,  Virginia.

What I can never figure out is why Yellow Duck’s  muffins always taste better than my muffins !   I consider myself pretty handy with a baking pan when I’m in the mood but mine never seem to be as good.  (It’s like fried rice-  why is fried rice always,  always better from a Chinese restaurant  than what one  prepares  at home ?   It’s like a  Law of  Nature or something !  Or maybe it’s  just me…. )   Anyway, Yellow Duck also offers scones,  cakes  (including some excellent cheesecakes and beautifully decorated special occasion cakes ),  pies   and pastries but  the headline attractions are its 36 varieties of delicious muffins.  ( www.yellowduckcafe.com  )   Quack if you like muffins ! 

 Watching calories or sugar ?    Not  to worry —  you can choose from their three no-sugar varieties,  including  the  “Morning  Muffin”,  my husband’s favorite.   I,  of course,  have many favorites.  Quack, quack, quack !   Hard to choose between the cranberry orange,  the blueberry crunch,  the lemon poppy or the toasted almond,   maybe  pumpkin with a cream cheese filling.   And when one cannot decide,  there is only one solution — just  get one of each !  ( Which is why I try not to drop by Yellow Duck  too often– too much temptation,  too little will power ! )   And  when I arrive at  the office toting  a large white bakery box with a  Yellow Duck sticker,  you should see the anticipatory  grins and the eager outstretched hands — –  it’s a Muffin Morning at Blue Heron Realty Co. ,  the start of a quacking  good day !

Gemini Magic

Wednesday, September 1st, 2010

On Friday evening,  in the Sinatra Room at Little Italy restaurant   ( www.littleitalyhomestead.com )  in Nassawadox, Virginia  over a hundred kids and parents were on hand to see  the magic of  Gemini.   Ever a skeptic,  I hoped  my three grandchildren, ages 5,  7 and 8,  would  have a great time but expected to be pretty  bored myself.   Au contrarie,  mon amis,   all the adults,  myself included,  had a really good time,   if  lots of laughter and applause are reliable indicators.   And the kids just absolutely loved it ! 

Dinner in the dining room came first.   Pizza,  the official food of  kids everywhere,  and salad all around— everyone happily finished  their food  and  no drinks were spilled  (courtesy of  Little Italy’s special  kid’s cups)  so I would rate dinner as a complete success.  Then down the hall  to the Sinatra Room — we had a front row table with  a clear,  up-close  view of  the stage which had a sort of bell,  book and candle setting.   Before long,  courtesy of  Franco, owner/chef  turned stagehand- for- the- night,  the room lights came down,  the stage  lights came up and  the music started.   Gemini came sauntering out,  lit the candle  and we were off  to an hour and a half  of  pure fun.

After a few magic tricks,  including burning things and making them re-appear unscathed,  came the first of several very popular audience participation tricks and antics.   My 7  year old grandaughter was dressed in a sweet little white dress with pink and yellow flowers and wore a  very pretty new pink sweater — and it was her new pink sweater that Gemini came down from the stage and asked to borrow !   I could see the internal struggle,  she really didn’t want to let the sweater go but  she didn’t want to say no either.   So back up on the stage went Gemini,  with the sweater,  which became part of  a fire trick,  appearing at every turn that it would definately go up in flames.  Eyes got bigger and bigger,  kids were literally holding their breath to see  if  that sweater was going to burst  into fire.   Of course,  it was returned unharmed and Gemini  was on to his  next trick.

Although magic tricks are the foundation of  his act,  Gemini is like a one-man band — he’s a comedian, a ventriliquist  and a magician rolled into one cohesive show,  plus  two  birds and  a bunny !   Over-all,  I think the favorite was an audience participation trick  featuring  two younger and two older kids  selected to come up on stage where they then donned the funniest rubber masks of  adult faces and became a part of several cute magic tricks.   The incongruence of these cute kids and  those funny, funny adult masks was so hilarious– kids and adults alike just roared with laughter and more laughter !  

Gemini  continued  with three  funny ventriliquist skits– the one with  the Godfather dummy was especially good,  he really had Marlon Brando’s voice down pat .  The show  ended with lots of applause- –  clearly everyone had enjoyed a great time !   But then,  to the kid’s  delight,  he brought the two birds and the bunny down into  the audience for everyone  to see and pet,  up close and personal.   Gracious about autographs  and  happy to pose for pictures with the kids,  Gemini brought the evening to a delightful close.   It was magic,  Gemini magic.

Shopping For Wiley– The On-going Saga Of An Eastern Shore Horse Part 2

Wednesday, September 1st, 2010

Harkening back to my July post on my overwhelming surprise at  receiving Wiley,  my Christmas gift horse….  It wasn’t just a huge surprise,  it was also a bit of a shock.   A little hard to take in,  some quick figuring was needed about what to do next.   Easy solution.   I always say,  when in doubt,  go shopping !   So that’s what I did.

A quick visit to Dover’s  website  ( www.doversaddlery.com  )  to look at the latest and greatest in equine  equipment and fashions was in order.  Wiley was in need of a lot of stuff  if  he was going to keep up  with his stall buddies. ( Wiley hangs out on a beautiful 400 acre waterfront farm near Cape Charles, Virginia and I didn’t want him to embarrassed in front of his new friends.)  A new rolled leather halter with a monogramed name plate seemed like a good start.  Of course, every self  respecting young colt has to have a cool coat for winter.   A  handsome  burgandy blanket piped with gray and a charcoal gray blanket to contrast with his light gray coat  seemed to be the perfect fashion statements  for stepping into the upcoming show season.  

Apparently  Wiley thought so too.  New halter,  new blanket — now he  held his head high when people passed  in front of his stall.   Not just some  horse turned out in a field,  Wiley’s demeanor changed.    No longer when you opened the stall  did  he  turn and face the corner.    No,  now he looked  directly at you and walked  forward to meet you,  ready to shake hoofs.    He was ready for some R-E-S-P-E-C-T  !        Women  have always known that a new outfit and a makeover  can make you  feel great but who knew  that it was the same for horses ?    Wildfire was  now on his way  and show season was just around the corner !   Next post —  Wiley’s first show.

Saturday Mornings At Quail Cove

Thursday, August 26th, 2010

Although the name “Quail Cove” sounds like it might either be part of an inlet or a great birding  area,  it is neither.  Located  on Virginia’s Eastern Shore between Machipongo and Nassawadox,  Quail Cove is actually our treasured local  “organic foods plus much, much more”   store.  It’s formal name is Quail Cove Farm and it’s a fun place to visit.    About  twice a month,  usually on a Saturday morning,  I go and stock up on goodies and staples for the weeks ahead.

I first started shopping at Quail Cove about eight years ago when,  for health reasons, my husband decided to switch from regular milk to soy milk.  Now one wouldn’t think,  in this era of  emphasis on watching calories and sugar content,  that it would be difficult to find soy milk that has no added sugar.   Ha !   Just try it !    (Although I’ve  heard that now the  Silk brand sold in the milk section of most grocery stores has a no- sugar- added offering I’ve never found  it.)   Anyway,  a  friend mentioned that Quail Cove had recently opened and that they might carry it.  To my pleasant surprise, they did and they do,  in  no -refrigeration- till- opened ( is that a great invention or what ! )  quart boxes which we now purchase by the case.   (Here’s a plug for the company who makes this great product –  Westlake Organic Unsweetened Soymilk   )   And that is the story of how,  years ago,   we  got started shopping at Quail Cove  ( www.quailcovefarms.com  ).  We’ve  been going strong ever since.

I wouldn’t want anyone to think that Quail Cove is just about relatively boring items like unsweetened soy milk or Muir brand canned tomatoes,  so good,   or  a brand of yellow grits that cook up into the creamiest ever.     ( I refer folks  who have  never eaten  grits to the  side-splittingly funny scene in one of my favorite comic movies,  “My Cousin Vinnie”,   where the main character tries grits for the very first time.)    No indeed,  there are lots of goodies on them thar shelves,  Missy !   Like wonderful coffees blended and roasted locally by the Eastern Shore Roasting Company,  Amish baby swiss and other specialty cheeses,  all kinds of organically grown frozen berries,  frozen whole wheat pie crusts  (try finding these somewhere else),   free range eggs,  organically raised chickens  from a Pennsylvania Mennonite farm,  sweet potato chips crunchingly  great with chicken salad sandwiches,  lots of chocolates,  my personal favorite,  dried fruits and nuts in bulk,  local honey,  top quality vitamins  and much,  much more.   And of course, seasonal local  produce and fruit,  bursting with organically grown  freshness.   It’s easy to see why,  hot or cold,  rain or shine,  every other Saturday morning,   it’s Quail Cove time.

Considering A “Depth Charge” From The Machipongo Trading Company

Tuesday, August 24th, 2010

Normally I have breakfast at home,  something simple,  usually cereal and fruit plus  several cups of my favorite coffee, a  mild hazelnut flavored brew.  (Can you believe it — my husband won’t drink a flavored coffee  or a mild coffee so I also brew a small pot of  a dark Starbucks or some such thing for him.  Ugg. )   Well yesterday I had a very early,  think very, very early,  meeting with a custom builder to walk a beachfront homesite with him for a client and was so  rushed getting out of the house that I left my little coffee thermos  sitting on the kitchen table.   By the time I realized this it was too late to turn around so I had to tramp around the entire lot without my coffee,   trying to be both cheerful and alert,  probably failing at both.  I know,  poor me…..

At any rate,  meeting over,  I headed straight for the Machipongo Trading Company  ( www.esvamtc.com)  to get a fix for what ailed me.  Fortunately,  it is less than five minutes from our Rt. 13  office and I soon found myself in this cozy, colorful little store,  considering the various  ways of getting some caffeine going,  asap.  Plenty of  coffee choices to be had– cold or hot ,  Au Lait,  Latte,  Cappuccino or  Espresso,  iced regular or iced decaf,  Frozen Espresso,   High Mud Espresso and the beat goes on.   But the  really intriguing offering was  the  “Depth Charge”  !    I’m guessing  it is  designed to wake one up clear down to the very bone  marrow !    The “Red Eye  Depth Charge”  consists of  a shot of Impact Espresso in your choice of coffee.  The  “Black  Eye Depth Charge”  is a double whammy of  two shots of  Impact Espresso in your choice of coffee.   I contemplated both the Red Eye and the Black Eye but,  in the end,  I chickened out and went for the “Fog  Cutter”  coffee instead,  it  sounded like a  kinder and gentler version of   just what my fogged- in brain needed !  

I should mention that in addition  to coffee and tea,   Monday through Sunday mornings,   Machipongo Trading Company  serves a very tasty  breakfast . ( They also offer smoothies,  luscious bakery items and an  excellent lunch menu plus local art and herbal soaps but that will be for another post. )  Choose your  bread,  bagel or English  muffin,  add your choice of a  good cheese and then pile on AJ’s  homemade sausage,  bacon,  eggs,   lox,  etc. and you have  an excellent breakfast,  eat in or carry out.   I especially love AJ”s sausage,  made with lots of sage and other seasonings,  perfect with scrambled eggs and cheddar cheese piled onto  a toasted English muffin.   Munch, munch,  never mind the calories !     So although I opted out of being bombarded by the  “Depth Charge”,   nevertheless the Fog Cutter did its job,  the rumbling tum was sated by an AJ sausage sandwich and life looked  good once more !

Looking To Buy Boating Property In Virginia ? Then You Need A Home For Your Boat !

Sunday, August 22nd, 2010

Bayside Marina On King's Creek In The Town Of Cape Charles

For many of our customers looking to buy boating  real estate  on Virginia’s Eastern Shore,  finding a home for their boat is as important  as finding a home for themselves.  Well….nearly.  Being a peninsula , with the Chesapeake Bay to the west and the Atlantic Ocean to the east,  the Eastern Shore of Virginia features mile upon mile of saltwater coastline.  It’s a boater’s dream location !!   From the normally calm waters  of the Chesapeake Bay to the deep swells of the Ocean,  there is a type and depth of water to suit every boater’s requirements.  Our customer’s watercraft range from deep keeled sailboats to kayaks and everything in between including yachts, smaller power boats,  flat bottom scows, pontoon boats and canoes.   And every boater wants to find a nice, comfy home for  their boat.

The three obvious abodes include:   1) A  marina    2) Your own  backyard dock  or   3) On a trailer in your yard   .    Fortunately, the Eastern Shore is well equipped for any and all of those options.  Which option one selects usually depends on boat size and your real estate  budget.

Seaside Marina In The Town Of Willis Wharf

Marinas are an easy choice for any boat owner because they are so convenient and because they can normally accommodate any size boat.   In Northampton County,  two excellent Bayside marinas are located in Cape Charles and  the tiny town of Willis Wharf on the Seaside features a Seaside  marina.  Plus an  86 slip private neighborhood Bayside  marina for residents and guests only   is offered in a tiny community near Cape Charles.  (On the Eastern Shore of Virginia,  the main north-south highway is Lankford Highway, U.S.  Rt. 13.   Everything on the east side of  the highway is referred to as “Seaside” and everything on the west side is referred to as “Bayside”. )   The Bay Creek marina,  located  at the mouth of  King’s Creek as it meets the Chesapeake Bay,   is a new,  full-service,  state of the art facility.   Named by Southern Boating Magazine as  one of its  “Top Ten To Visit”,   it  features floating docks and can accommodate boats up to 150 feet,  with  water,  electricity,  fuel and the Complete Angler,  a  well-stocked marine  store on-site.  Perfect for any boat and within an easy 15-20  minute drive  from almost any property  in Northampton County.  A great home for  boats  !

Berthing Her At Your Backyard Dock

Next place to consider is keeping your boat at your own backyard dock.  This is where the keel meets the water,  so to speak,  because unless your boat’s home  is more important than your own home,   it is critical to match your boat to your property and not vice versa.  Many a customer has come down looking to buy a lot or house on the Eastern Shore of Virginia  thinking they must have at least 3 feet at MLW to accommodate their current  boat.  But then they fell in love with a home that offered only  2 feet at MLW and was not suitable for that particular  boat !  Ah, well … so my advice in these  instances  is that unless one is going to be on the boat more than in the house then it’s better to go the marina route or get a different boat,  one better suited to the backyard home you can provide for it.  Tough advice but someone has to offer it !

A Trailered Boat Goes Everywhere, Fast

Another  very popular option here is to house your boat on a trailer which can be kept in  the yard or garage and pulled  to whichever  spot is hot  that day.  In Virginia,  a boat up to 28 feet can legally be trailered on the highway and a great many very nice boats fit into that  category.  This option is especially popular for those ardent fishermen ( or fisherpersons) who often times want to launch on the Seaside rather than Bayside or the other way round.  Trailering to the preferred boat ramp can save a lot of time and distance.  Fortunately,  we have at least eight different boat launch ramps in Northampton County ranging from the excellent Bayside ramp at Kiptopeake State Park  which puts you right where the Chesapeake Bay and Atlantic Ocean merge  all the way up to  the Seaside ramp at the Willis Wharf marina at the northern end of the county.    Obviously,  home, home on its trailer  is often a good solution too. 

So rest assured,  if you’re  considering buying property on the  Eastern Shore of Virginia and having it as your home port,   there are a lot of good options here for berthing your boat.  And with hundreds upon  hundreds of miles of  Chesapeake Bay,  Atlantic Ocean and saltwater inlets  to cruise,  we are a boater’s dream come true.   Come on ashore,  matey,  and we’ll  show you some  great homes for sale  for both you and your boat !

Picking Some Of Franco’s Figs

Tuesday, August 17th, 2010

Picking In The Breeze

The first thing to be said about Franco  is that he is  a Northampton County icon,  an interesting,  feisty, warm-hearted  transplant from New York as of about 20 plus years ago.   Born in Italy, he still retains a colorful  Italian accent but overlaid with a strong twist of Brooklynese.   Every Tuesday night you can tune into his radio show on local station  WESR  to hear him play some classic tunes and expound on the issues of  the day.  Franco is a tireless fund-raiser for community causes,  an active member of the Chamber of Commerce,  a Sunday afternoon fishing guru to his grand kids and he bakes a mean pizza too !

The pizza part is important because Franco and his wife Kathy are the colorful  proprietors  of the Little Italy restaurant in Nassawadox, Virginia,  home to the best meatball subs ever.  (http://littleitaly.homestead.com)   When he’s not overseeing the kitchen,  Franco is busy planning Little Italy’s next fun event– possibly a night with a singer of  Sinatra tunes  or an Elvis impersonator  or  the bi-monthly Texas Hold-em Poker Tournaments,  with profits going to charity,  this month to Habitat for Humanity and the Little League.  The list of Franco’s activities and accomplishments is almost endless,  including a run for the Board of Supervisors.

So when my middle daughter was picking up a vegetable calzone from the restaurant the other day,  Franco inquired as to whether she liked  figs  and if so,  stop by his house and pick some,  his back yard  tree is loaded with an early ripening variety.  Well,  we all love fresh  figs and our two varieties do not ripen for another couple weeks so we took advantage of his offer  last Sunday.  It was a beautiful breezy day,  sun shining but not too hot,  I was in the neighborhood to take some photos of a  new waterfront lot listing and it seemed like a perfect time to round up a few figs for  breakfast.

Fruits Of Our Labours

Now the first thing to be said about fresh figs is this —  if you’ve never had one,   you’ve missed a real winner in the fruit arena !   Unfortunately,  they are very a delicate, soft  fruit  and so fresh figs  are seldom found in a grocery store– you usually have to have a friend with a tree or better yet,  your very own tree(s).   The Eastern Shore of Virginia is a great place to grow figs because we have rich soils and a mild climate ( figs don’t do well in cold climates,  freezing usually kills them, so they have to be grown in pots and moved indoors in the winter).   Here they are grown in the yard  just like any other fruit tree and they thrive without any work.   Just stick them in the ground in the late fall,  forget about them  and in a few years you’ll have a tree with all the figs you can eat and give away.    There are at least a dozen varieties here  which with  I’m familiar,  with  different sizes and ripening times,  but  the most commonly grown figs  on the Eastern Shore are the  Brown Turkey, small, only about an inch long,  the Black Mission fig, very large, almost the size of a small apple and the Celeste,  a lovely pale green variety. 

We have a huge  Black Mission tree and a smallish Brown Turkey tree in our little home orchard and they keep us well supplied with mid to  late season figs.   But Franco’s early ripening figs are a different variety,  not sure what– they remind me of those candies with a liquid center because when I  bite into one of  his  figs  they  squirt  juice from what seems to be a hollow,  juice filled center.   Absolutely wonderful ,  sweet and acid at the same time,  sort of like fresh pineapple in that respect,  after a while your tongue starts to tingle.   While my husband likes fig preserves and  dried figs as well,  I only like  them fresh,  preferably well chilled,  usually for breakfast or for dessert.   However,  served with a thin slice of salty Virginia ham  (http://smithfieldhams.com  ) ,  they make a tasty lunch or appetizer,  which is what I think I’ll do with the rest of  the  figs we picked from  Franco’s  backyard tree.   Yum, yum !

Bee-ing Near The Desert

Monday, August 9th, 2010

Ardovino's Desert Crossing

Wouldn’t you know it,  the day after I left for a family celebration  in El Paso, Texas  was the day of the second scheduled meeting of the Eastern Shore Beekeepers Guild.  Per some  previous posts in  “Odds and Ends”,  I had definitely been looking  forward to going to that meeting but  the occasion of my mother’s 90th birthday was not to be missed and so off to Texas we went,  bee guild or no bee guild.

While there,  in between various family dinners and such,  my husband and I did have  a little time to explore the areas surrounding El Paso, which in general are very desert- like unless there is some source of  irrigation.  Early one Saturday morning we drove out to Ardovino’s Desert Crossing  ( http://www.ardovinos.com ), in Sunland Park,  New Mexico,  just across  the Texas-New Mexico border .    Ardovino’s,  which is now a lovely restaurant,  is located in what is still pretty much in the middle of nowhere on what was an old cattle ranch in an arid part of the state.   Interestingly, on Saturday mornings from May through October, they sponsor a Farmer’s Market  and  we were going to that week’s  Farmer’s Market  to see what  local produce and artisan products were  being offered there.  (http://www.ardovinos.com/farmersmarket.html )   

Breakfast At The Coffee Stream

Before trekking around we decided to have breakfast– an egg and Applewood bacon  burrito topped with spicy homemade salsa and a  zucchini-carrot muffin,  both  delicious offerings  from  the Coffee Stream trailer,  eaten under a large umbrella on their patio which overlooks  the market tents and wagons.  From there it was off to the produce tents where gorgeous baskets of  local jalapenos, green chilies,  wreaths  of dried red chilies, cactus “apples”,  avacados  and bunches of sunflowers  were interspersed with  the more traditional cantaloupes, corn, squash  and peaches.  Local artisans offered breads, lovely  soaps,  herbs,  shirts made from smooth local cotton,  handmade baskets,  paintings , etc.    I   love  Farmer’s Markets and it’s always fun to go to them in different parts of the country to see  the local specialties being offered.  This one was no exception. 

In addition to several small watercolors  of the Franklin Mountains which surround  El Paso,  we bought some chipotle spiced pecans, dried red chilies from Hatch, NM  ( supposedly the chili capital of the US, www.hatchchilifest.com  ),   roasted pinion nuts and spicy salsas to take home plus lots of homemade cinnamon rolls  and  three  large cantaloupes,  smelling as sweet as honey,  for a  family breakfast Sunday morning.   My daughter got  some very colorful sunflowers  from two  bashful kids helping out  in  their Mom’s  garden  booth.   And speaking of honey and flowers,  which bring me full circle to bees,  there were also two vendors whose wares included  local honey and we  spent a little time talking  about their bees.  It seems that even in such an arid part of the country there are bees on duty, doing their thing, making  smooth, sweet honey from local flowering plants, including cactus flowers, etc.   (I would have found it difficult to comprehend how bees could search out the relatively few flowers available in those parts if I had not just  read an interesting article in Science Daily ( www.sciencedaily.com)  indicating that scientists are so impressed with the navigation and flower recognition skills of  bees that they have built an artificial  “bee  eye”   to help them better understand how these abilities are aided by bees’  unique vision skills,  hoping  that this information will help science  improve navigational strategies for mobile robots.)

Mom's Two Helpers

   I would say that the long and short of  bee-ing near the desert is that the bees on the Texas-New Mexico border definitely have darn good eyes and are out there  navigating around,  recognizing flowers and making  some top grade honey !!

A Soft Summer’s Evening In Cape Charles, Virginia

Sunday, July 25th, 2010

Wheels, Walking And Chesapeake Bay At Sunset

Having lived on the Eastern Shore of Virginia  for nearly 25 years (how time does fly), I probably have been to  the little coastal town of  Cape Charles several thousand times, at least,  for shopping, doctor appointments,  lunches or dinners,  meetings at our  real estate office  in the Cape Charles historic commercial district, etc. , etc.   But I had never actually spent a night in Cape Charles until a friend of ours, who owns one of the “grand dame” homes overlooking  the beach there,  invited us to spend the Fourth of July week-end  at his house.  We had a wonderful time and based on that experience  I’ve decided that it’s really impossible to fully appreciate  the unique Cape Charles small coastal town atmosphere/lifestyle  until one has spent an entire day and night there.  

Enjoying the Salty Breezes

 Our evening kicked off with coffee and dessert ( a delicious  southern style coconut cake with lemon curd filling and coconut icing,  especially ordered from the Cape Charles Coffee House,  www.capecharlescoffeehouse.com  ,  baked by the inimitable Roberta)  served on the  wide front porch overlooking the Chesapeake Bay and the town beach.   The sun was just beginning to set, streaks of pinks and violets painted across the sky and waters below.  A salty sea breeze picked up, the air had cooled considerably from the hot point of the day. And then  the waterfront just  came alive with  quiet activity–  dogs and owners sauntering down the boardwalk, toddlers being pushed along in strollers, bicyclers singly or in groups of 2 or 3 enjoying the soft summer  breezes,   joggers  and  walkers ( my speed entirely) out to enjoy the sunset,  one or two kids on skateboards trying to do a  few flips,  folks with fishing poles walking down  to try their luck on the new Cape Charles fishing pier which is beautifully illuminated at night.   Boats launched from the Cape Charles harbour gliding by on the way out  to fish the hot spots after dark,  sailboats slipping back into the marina for the night.   

Cape Charles Fishing Pier At Twilight

We love  “people watching” and  with a backdrop of sunsets, beach, boats,  lapping waves , water and seabirds calling  overhead — it was great.   What was also fun was watching the  golf carts, many decorated or painted special colors,  cruising  slowly down the street, out for a evening  ride around the town. ( Uniquely, Cape Charles is one of the few towns in Virginia where  golf carts are street legal and many residents use these colorful and eco-friendly vehicles  as their main in-town transportation. )  Out on the beach a few kite surfers  were taking advantage of some the stronger winds that blow  at sunset along with beachcombers  and a few die-hard kids finishing up a sand castle.   Everything worked in such harmony,  everyone just having fun , totally relaxed, lots of laughter carried  on the wind– we stayed out on the porch past dark, just enjoying  for ourselves the enjoyment  of  others on a beautiful, soft  summer’s  evening in Cape Charles.  And I discovered for myself  a part of why  people who live in Cape Charles  love it there.

Measuring with Frogs

Tuesday, July 20th, 2010

Honey and Pumpkin, Two Sweet Newfys

Like most of the residents of  Virginia’s Eastern Shore,  my daughter has dogs that love the water .  Although most water loving dogs in our area are either labs,  ( yellow,  chocolate or  black)  or the famous Chesapeake Bay retrievers,  my daughter has two Newfoundlands,  a sweet, sweet breed.  Reddish brown rather than the traditional Newfy black,  her  dogs  are an endless source of amusement for  anyone who sees them playing together,  the gentle giant and the  feisty ball of  Newfy puppy fluff.   Pumpkin, who will be two years old next month,  is nearly the size of a small pony.    HoneyBelle,  Honey for short,  now  five months old,  is less than  a quarter of Pumpkin’s size.   But when they wrestle,  as they love to do,  Pumpkin is so sweet and patient with her,  the smart money is on Honey to win.    Aside from taking them to the vet where their official weights are duly noted in their records,  my daughter’s  favorite way of measuring them is with frogs.  Which takes a bit of explanation,  obviously.  

Out in the yard,  beneath a  large  Bradford pear tree,  side by side,  sit two yard ornaments,  large  smiling   frogs,  standing comically on their hind legs,  front legs akimbo,  fingers widely splayed  ( can you call them fingers ?).   When Pumpkin was a small  pup,  just 10 weeks old,  she loved smelling around those silly frogs.   One thing led to another and the idea to have her sit beside the frogs and have her picture taken posing  with  them was born.  In the first picture taken,  the frogs towered over Pumpkin.   And  then every  month or so for about the first year,  as  Pumpkin continued to have her picture taken with the frogs,  bit by bit she came abreast and then finally towered over them.  

Measuring with Frogs

 And now it’s Honey’s turn to be measured with frogs,  usually with Pumpkin by her side,  my husband and I  the official leash holders.   Already she  is getting close  the high water mark but the towering time is  months off.   As for future measuring —  Honey  won’t  mind,  she  loves smelling around that  tree and those silly frogs,  just like Pumpkin.