Tuesday, January 27, 2015

#629: Blizzard 2015

There's always so much hype.
And we never get the storm.
Oh sure, it gets windy and rainy,
but no proper blizzard like the mainland.
Until today.

It began last night, half slush as per usual.
Chickens were all safe in their snug house.

During the night we got about 4 inches, with lightning, woo hoo!

Our scallop shanty downtown. Photo by Greg Hinson.

Lost electricity at 6 am. Phooey.
We have a gas stove so we weren't worried about cooking.
Chicken stir-fry for lunch, cooked by my daughter. Yum.
We did miss the internet. And phone. And heat.
But our house is pretty tight so the raging winds didn't bother us.
We went out only once to feed the birds.

Otherwise it was homegrown popcorn and charades.
I tried correcting papers but that wrecked the 'holiday' mood.

So we just read books. 

Lots of books.

Florence Nightingale moment. Checking on the cats.

Power came back on at 6:27.
No school tomorrow as the high school is the storm shelter, 
over 100 people stopped in.
There's my chance to get those papers graded. 
Unless we go sledding...


Sunday, January 25, 2015

#628: Kombucha and classrooms

All summer long a delightful young fellow took care of
the Kombucha on our counter. 
After he went to Aspen, CO for the winter,
the Kombucha 'mother', neglected by me,
continued to produce baby scobys.
Lots of baby scobies.
Finally, after 3 months, with the jar
completely filled, I got to work.

Supplies:
 Big Pot
4 more quart jars with rings
coffee filters to cover tops
black tea bags

The recipe:
One gallon water
1/2 cup kombucha from old jar
one cup sugar
tea bags
Boil. Cool to room temp.

Pour into jars and add the scoby--
'Symbiotic Colony of Bacteria and Yeast'

But how much tea?
Here's where I tell you why there's been no post, 
nor kombucha making,
nor very much sleep for the last 3 months.
I got a job teaching middle-school math, grades five through eight.
All my energy has gone toward my students.

Which leads us to: The Kombucha Project. 
The fifth graders had to figure out 'how much tea?'
One bag per cup, how many bags per gallon? 
We used the GallonBot to figure it out:

16 cups in a gallon. got it.
Therefore, 16 tea bags.
Each of the quarts got 4 cups,
the original kombucha 'mother' got a refill
and voila!

Lots of presents.
I can always find someone who wants a kombucha starter.
It's a little like having sourdough in the fridge. 

Always some to share.
The scoby floating at the bottom will rise to the top
in a few days and start making more scobies;-)

I was soooo glad to have some kombucha on hand
as I caught the flu over New Year's and needed to get
my system back in balance before classes started up again.

The sun rises on a new adventure every day.
Who can say what the Lord will do?
He only promises to be with me wherever I go.
Even into a middle-school math class.

Sunday, October 12, 2014

#627: Stop and Rob Memories

They're tearing it down.
In case you hadn't heard, the Stop and Shop
grocery store on Pleasant Street is on its way out.
My daughter and I went on a last sentimental visit:
Where oh where are the One Direction fanzines?

The store stops here. 
Basically, the part that used to be 'Island Variety'
and 'Nantucket Wine and Spirits' is now gone.

Where are my rice cakes?

At least they still have the watermelon candles.
They make me happy.

No, no! No more Annie's vegetable lasagna.

Hmmmm. What else is missing?

Everything organic.

The posts are still here.
Every one of my kids squeezed through these posts
whenever we went shopping.
It was a tradition.

Now my last baby squeezes through
for the last time.
A poignant moment.

Not for her.

Although the loss of Hall's Vitamin C drops
seems to be hitting hard.

And the missing beauty products...

We'll miss you, Old Stop and Rob.
Thanks for the memories.


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