Friday, November 30, 2012

#467: Weather and Worship

 30 Days of Thanks: Day 30

Today I am thankful for Changeable Weather:
Living on an island, 
folk are connected to the weather in a lovely way.
My fishmonger husband wants to know if the scallopers
will get out,
my son-the-stonemason's-apprentice wants to know
if the rain will prevent working cement that day,
my daughter-the-gardener has to check wind conditions
as flying mulch doesn't help the garden beds any.
Weather is about more than what jacket to wear.
It's a way God cares for His creation,
and a way He keeps us humble. 

As this is the last day of the 30 days of thanks,
I'd like to thank Amber for having this idea--
please do it again next year!
I have been blessed to focus on thankfulness
in this busy, busy season.

If you haven't seen this yet,
please watch.
A bit of glory in an ordinary day:

And He shall reign forever and ever.

Thursday, November 29, 2012

#466: Kiteboarders

30 days of thanks: Day 29
There are kiteboarders at Jetties Beach.
They are thrilling to watch.
So athletic, so free.
So not something I'd ever be interested in doing.

So kind to my grandson, in the way.
I am thankful for folk who share their gifts with children.

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

#465: Thankful for whelks etc

30 days of thanks: Day 25, 26, 27, 28:
Day 25: These here are whelks, otherwise known 
as Scalloper's Bane. Ok, I just made that up.
Whelks eat quahogs, oysters and scallops.
We can eat whelks but I prefer not to--too chewy.
I am thankful for whelks when they are artfully arranged
on snow-fencing at Dionis Beach.


Day 26: It being officially past Thanksgiving,
I am now prepared to be thankful for Christmas.
A reminder of Jesus' birth (in a window on Orange Street).
The reflecting glass highlights the mystery.

 Day 27: Thankful for the enchanting scent of rosemary.
Rose de mer: Rose of the sea.
I named one of my kids after this fragrant herb.

Day 28: I am thankful for Lydia,
named after the character in Pride and Prejudice,
(they have similar personalities).
She shows me God's joy in His creation.
Blue legs! And those silly head feathers!
And when I get too caught up in myself,
I can go out to the henhouse and listen
to the 'girls' murmur to each other.
They remind that God is God and I'm, um, not.
Thanks, Lydia.

#464: Still thankful

 30 days of thanks: Day 23 and 24
Asha Ava, our hedgehog.
I am so thankful Jesus made such whimsical creatures.

Beauty in the Fall.
Not the full glory of summer,

Yet, light through a fallen cherry tree leaf
has a heart-aching beauty of its own.

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

#463: Lightship Basket Museum Rummage Sale

30 days of thanks: Day 22
Nantucket Lightship Basket Museum Rummage Sale
One of the many reasons I am thankful to live here year round.
Don't these two look happy?
They are Pete and Hilary from Bartlett's Farm.
She is an amazing cook.

This is our Sheriff, Jim Perelman.
He was a write-in candidate a couple of years ago.
We don't have a jail on Nantucket so mainly
he serves papers and transports prisoners to court
and Barnstable County Jail.
He used to run Jimmy's, a take-out place,
on Steamboat Wharf, next to our fish market.
Hence, his hot dog stand at the Rummage Sale.

 Lamps! Pictures!
See the dapper gentleman on the left?
He's a mechanic at Don Allen Ford.

The 'Sconset Casino, filled to bursting.

Outdoors too.
I found a cobalt blue plant tray, which I've tucked
under my blood orange tree in the dining room.
Perfect.

Yes, it will fit.
And if it doesn't, someone with a truck
will stop and offer to take it to your house for you.
Expecting only thanks.
And I am thankful.

Saturday, November 24, 2012

#462: Feverish thanks

30 days of thanks: Day 16 through 21

Day 16: I'm running a fever of 102.4,
the white spots in my throat makes me think strep.
I am thankful for my sweet kid making me some hot tea.

Day 17: Cranberry bogs!
We can harvest our own cranberries for Thanksgiving.
How cool is that?

Day 18: Um, septic tanks.
When the lid collapsed in, Visco Pumping came
the same day with a new one.

Day 19: Summer Street Church.
Not the building... the people.
I could write a whole book on what this
little church means to me.

Day 20: Remember the praying mantises 
fleeing my mower last summer?
They left egg masses all over the garden.
I am thankful for generous bugs.

Day 21: Sleep.
Healing sleep, I hope to be better
in the morning so I don't miss church.

Friday, November 23, 2012

#461: Giving Thanks for the Steamship

30 days of thanks: Day 15
Today, and everyday, I am thankful for the Steamship.
Especially today tho'
because my grandson is coming to visit.
When you live on an island...
it's complicated.

Every trip, every visit requires
consulting boat and plane schedules.
And the weather,
one doesn't want to get stuck in Hyannis
because of a cancelled boat.
But today looks good and I have plans,
lots of them, for my grandson.
Thanks for getting him here,
Steamship Authority.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

#460: Stove

30 days of thanks: Day 14
I am thankful for my stove.
Being shown by my daughter's T'ai chi 'beautiful' hands.
I haven't had a stove since last spring.
The lemon we bought from Marine Home burnt out its
ceramic unit every year.
I got tired of paying for repair and thought I'd find
a used stove at Nantucket Reuse Exchange.
It was not to be.
Much as it goes against my inner Scotswoman,
I had to buy a new stove.
A toaster oven works for everything but a 17lb. turkey.

Isn't she beautiful?
I think I'll name her Bodacious.

First meal, lasagna.
Oh, it's been a looong time.
I don't need to wait for Thanksgiving to be thankful.



Tuesday, November 20, 2012

#459: A Surprise Package

30 days of thanks: Day 13.
My brother, Tom.
He hasn't been to the island in twenty years but
I got a surprise box from him this week:
The contents of which I immediately set up
in the place of honor in my kitchen.

My brother is nuts about Scotland.
He goes to the Burning of the Clavie
every year or so.
He's travelled there with both my mother and older sister
and has a full kilt outfit.

So here's why I'm so thankful for Tom.
He lives his life with enthusiasm.
He used to bring a cookie monster puppet to the children's ward
in a hospital just to make kids laugh.
He is not afraid to wear a kilt in public.

And he sends me the fixin's for afternoon tea.


Tuesday, November 13, 2012

#458: Home-grown Popcorn

30 days of thanks, day 12

Popcorn.
Yes, today I am especially thankful for popcorn.
We planted in April and harvested in October:
When you garden organically,
the worms get the tips of your corn.
We pick them out and feed them to the chickens
as soon as we notice.

Popcorn is harvested when everything is dry.

Then, while you're waiting for the internet to come back,
you can twist all the kernels off the cob.
Use that frustration!

I am so thankful for food for movie nights
all winter...



Monday, November 12, 2012

#457: Renewal

30 days of thanks: Day 11
Something there is that doesn't love a wall,
that sends the frozen ground-swell under it,
and spills the upper boulders in the sun,
and makes gaps even two can pass abreast.
(find the whole poem here)

I've been thinking about giving thanks,
not just for easy things but for all things:

The Second Law of Thermodynamics is perhaps
a consequence of the Fall.
Entropy increases, heat drops to cold,
storms wash scallops up onto the beach 
and flood houses,
walls fall down.

What was made to be joy and goodness
and light has become shadowed.
So where is the thankfulness?
I see it here:
Replacing mortar at the Pacific Bank
at the top of Main Street.
Yes, that's my son, he loves stonework.

Today, I am thankful for those who repair,
and replace, and comfort in the shadow.
For neighbors fixing walls,
for dozens of folk putting the seed scallops back
in deep water,
for hundreds sending aid to New York.

#456: Scallop bounty

Day 10: 30 days of thanks
I am thankful for our bountiful harbor:
These baby seed scallops got blown ashore 
by the nor'easter.

They need to go back into the water.

So...the next day at 10 am, three hours before low tide
about 75 people, scallopers and other volunteers,
gathered up the scallops with shovels and rakes,
put them in boxes, loaded the boxes into pick-up trucks,
then loaded them onto waiting scallop boats which
ferried them out to deeper harbor water.

 The hope is that they'll mature into next year's crop.

I am so thankful for my husband's taking time
from his fish market to be a part of the effort.

It's a joy to live in a community that
joins together to save baby scallops.

Thanks to Coco Csaba Cseko for the 
scallop pictures.

Friday, November 9, 2012

#455: Thankful for old barns

Day 9: 30 days of thanks-
(to join, click on the button on the left)
What I love about old barns 
is their sense of history.
You can see the original builder's stamp
on their design, and in their details.

This barn was at the Old Sconset Golf Course,
just off Milestone Road.
Land being as pricey as it is out here,
there aren't many barns like this left on the island.

Just storage, no longer needed.
The doors are like sad eyes,
looking toward the main club house.

The sun has now set on this old barn:
it blew down in this week's nor'easter.

The Land Bank plans to replace the barn
using whatever beams it can salvage.
Nantucket appreciates her history.
I'm thankful for that too.

Thursday, November 8, 2012

#454: Thankful for my grandson

30 days of thanks: Day 8
Gabriel is full of energy.
I am so thankful for his exuberant self.


And for his creative genius
(takes after his mom)

And for the opportunity to introduce him
to God's glorious sunrise at Surfside.

Wednesday, November 7, 2012

#453: Thankful for symmetry

Day 7 of 30 days of thanks.
I am thankful for the restfulness of geometric shapes:
The Congregational Church tower.
It draws your eye up to the heavens.

The Town Clock--
perfectly centered and keeping accurate time.

Summer Street Church.
A symphony of form.

Even the post office has a restfulness about it,
the seagull agrees.

The geometry of buildings on Nantucket
is noticeable because most of the buildings are shingled,
with white trim.
The trim shows off the edges and the shingles,
well, they're perfectly orderly.

Mostly.

#452: Thankful for girlfriends

30 days of thanks: Day 6
Most every Tuesday night 
I get together with a half-dozen or so
women for a Bible Study.
We meet at Ruth's house,
work through our current study--
Timothy Keller's gospel in life,
talk and pray until the fire goes down,
then go home, 
encouraged to keep trusting Jesus,
no matter what the situation:

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 

For I am convinced that neither death nor life, 

neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future
,
 nor any powers,  neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation,

will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Romans 8:37-39

More than conquerers through Him
who loved us. 
So very thankful.





#451: Thankful for the right to vote

Nantucket was incorporated
over a hundred years before America was:

Islanders take their civic duty to vote seriously.

A full parking lot,
sign holders supporting their candidates.

Even if we have to get the kids in and out
their car seats, we vote.

Last night's tally:
6128 out of 8443 Nantucket's registered voters voted:
a 73% turnout.

Of course, Oak Bluffs on Martha's Vineyard
tallied in at 81% so there's room
for improvement.

Monday, November 5, 2012

#450: Odysseus' voyage home

30 days of thanks: day 4
I am thankful, as a parent,
for excellent schools.
Although I homeschooled my kids
for many years, it wasn't because Nantucket
doesn't have amazing teachers.

This is what my freshman just finished 
for her English class:
Odysseus' 10 year, fourteen step journey home.
The banner is about six feet long and three feet high.
Click on the picture to see the detail.

My favorite detail,
Odysseus tied to the mast as his ship sails past the sirens.

Recognize these faces?
Zayn, Niall and Louis from One Direction.

A sleeping Odysseus on his final sail.

English assignments can be fun...


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