Saturday, January 28, 2012

#330: Generations of Hope

I moved a lot as a child.
Every school year was a new school,
new kids, new neighborhood.
One of the most unexpected delights of
living on an island is knowing people 
for a Very Long Time.

This is Mary:

My best buddy in my arms at my wedding.

Thirty years ago she would tag along with me
on visits to elderly folk who needed baths or a shave or 
their blood pressure checked.
Mary loved every one of them and they loved her.

This is Mary:

Now she's the bride.

Full of hope for the future.
It's a joy to watch the island's children grow,
then venture, all over the world.

Friday, January 27, 2012

#329: Selectman Candidate Tobias

Indulge a mother's pride, won't you?
This is one of my kids.
He's 23 and running for a 3 year seat
on the Board of Selectmen.
His great-grandfather, Walter Glidden, Jr., was a Selectman.
Here's something else he's been doing:

This is one of Underground Tom's creations.
Tobias taught a Miniature Building Workshop
 at the Nantucket Lighthouse School
on Rugged Road.
I don't know how, but a bunch of folk
transported this masterpiece to the school,

And the kids built a foundation for it.

Cool, huh?
Selectman Tobias Glidden. That's my boy.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

#328: Nantucket Tea Party

 David's mom had a library of Nantucket books.
One of my favorites was 'The first Nantucket tea party.'
You can read it by clicking here.

Every winter my friend Mary has a ladies' tea party.
I play guitar, we all sing, and share favorite Scriptures.
And eat cake,

And other treats.
As tasty as they are pretty.

Summers can be crazy busy, but winters
have time enough for tea.

Wednesday, January 25, 2012

#327: Apple Magsafe Power Adapter

Hey, did you miss me?
I certainly missed writing.
Here's the culprit(s):
Yes, I too was a victim of the Apple T-shaped
power connector fiasco.
How did Apple, maker of my my top-notch laptop
ship it with such a shoddy cord?

I must admit the one cord may have been
chewed by Chiniculla...

Otherwise, the problem was wires pulling out at the T.
When I couldn't cobble together a workable cord, 
or borrow one from my kid (went back to college...)
I went to eBay and ordered a refurbished adaptor from
Wegener Media via eBay.

Problem solved.

Here's a Nantucket naiad house, on Monomoy Beach:
Had lots of time to wander with no laptop.
Thanks for visiting,
I'm thrilled to be back.

Monday, January 23, 2012

#326: Sermon Haiku 28: Matthew 5

Three guys with a boat
Everything's about to change
Because of Jesus

The story begins
He needs a boat to teach from
Peter rows Him out

After the teaching
Even though the nets are cleaned
Jesus says 'Go fish'

What? We fished all night!
Since it's You: 'lower the nets'
The whole crowd watches

As the nets fill up
The other boat comes to help
Overwhelming catch

Peter realizes
This is not about the fish
God stands next to him

Leaving everything
hundreds of fish, nets, boats, home
They follow Jesus
Whom do I follow?

Sunday, January 22, 2012

#325: Sermon Haiku #27: Matthew 4

Genuine belief
Unseen in the easy times
Sparkles in trials

Beta tests show flaws
Yet also show steadfastness,
usefulness and faith.

Jesus was tested,
Satan tried to find a chink,
Will the Lamb hold true?

Tempted just like us
How did Jesus handle it?
Plumb line of the Word

When we think we stand
Beware, Satan is nearby
Distorting the truth

Do what Jesus did
Use the sword of the Spirit,
God's Word, our weapon
Hold tight, He never lets go.

Sermon Haiku #8 (also on Matthew 4)

Saturday, January 21, 2012

#324: Sermon Haiku #26: Matthew 3

Infallible words
God's global positioning
Listen for His voice

John, in camel's hair
GPS, points to Jesus
Wilderness crier

Leaving Galilee
Jesus came to be baptized
John was reluctant

You should baptize me
Not the other way around
'Let it be so, now'

So, John baptized Him
Under the Jordan's waters
Standing there, dripping

Holy Trinity
The dove, the voice from heaven
the beloved son

When we meet Jesus
He forgives first, don't miss this
Then the Spirit comes

As His much loved child,
will you pass on the story?
Others are still lost
Looking for the way
home.

Friday, January 13, 2012

#323: President Kennedy's Bunker

Out in Tom Nevers,
there used to be a Navy base.
Back in David's bachelor days,
he shared an apartment with a sailor
who left this dish:

The Navy base was abandoned in 1962.
It was a fun place to 
poke around until they took 
most of the buildings down.

One that remains:
Tucked under the hill where we sit to
watch the Demolition Derby,

looking like it belongs in Hobbiton,

Is the bunker built to shelter President Kennedy
in case of a nuclear attack while he
was in Hyannisport.

I can hear it now,
"Quick, Mr. President, we have to 
fly over to Nantucket through
all this nuclear fallout so you can be safe
in the bunker."

"No wait! Nantucket's fogged in,
we'll have to take the ferry."

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

#322: Hubbard Squash

Volunteers.
That's what they called the squash vines
which grew out of the compost pile at Hummock Pond Farm.
Volunteers are such a fun part of gardening.
All the work we do to grow what we planted
and God says, 'How about some of these?'
The vines turned out to be Blue Hubbard squash.
This variety came north on a sailing ship to Marblehead
in the late 1700's.

They grow bigger than your head!

Seeds are baked and lightly salted.
(saving a few to plant in the spring...)

The flesh makes yummy pies and soups and sidedishes.
I bake it then freeze the extra in 2 cup portions.
An unexpected gift for the winter.

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

#321: Sweet Potato Surprise

We're cleaning out the compost pile.
Its corner post has rotted:
It's needed a rebuild since last spring,
nothing pretty here.

Except, maybe:
Growing up inside the rotted stump,

A serendipitous sweet potato.

Fried up with Irish sausage,
a pretty good breakfast.

Monday, January 9, 2012

#320: Moonrise over Nantucket Harbor

With ducks murmuring
In clear air, the moon rises
Over still water

#319: Winter Launch

It appears the turkey vultures
will be staying the winter:
They launch around nine in the morning
then ride thermals all day.

When I was taking photos of them,
I caught a last leaf of summer:
drifting down,
making me think of words of the hymn:
'Leaning, leaning, safe and secure from all alarms
Leaning, leaning, leaning on the everlasting arms.'

It seemed to have been launched
on a flight to earth,
gently brought down by the wind.

Sunday, January 8, 2012

#318: Tiny Epiphany

Sunrises are like God saying, Here I am, I love you!
Big splash, as it were.

It takes more focus to see Him in the small:
baby lettuce
(in the greenhouse)

rosemary blossoms

carnation bud,
and if you miss Him there...

'I have loved you with an everlasting love'

Saturday, January 7, 2012

#317: Epiphany

Yesterday was Epiphany and I almost missed it.
I was busy. Working. Dump run. Feeding the cat.
Then, at dusk:
God's hand, revealed.

Friday, January 6, 2012

#316: Sconset in Winter

'Sconset beach, where the first of the fishmonger Gliddens
used to launch his boat and bring in his codfish.
They say you can tell the power of the undertow at a beach
by the steepness of it.
'Sconset is at least 30 degrees.
Not good for swimming, even in the summer.

The bluff has a walkway between
the cottages.
It's fun to look in the windows.

The deserted houses have green lawns,
 in January!

The view from the cliff.
Across the Atlantic to Portugal.

The winter community is small,
but the lights are still on
in 'Sconset.
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