Sorry for the slight delay in gettting this post up.
We come home yesterday afternoon, Sunday. It was a quiet trip the last day, in part because there is now a direct flight from Washington to Cedar Rapids. It was also easier since we got to drive to the airport early in the morning when there was not much traffic.
We spent a week at the beach, with family, in Chincoteague, Virginia. That is an island off the coast of the part of Virginia that is east of the Chesapeake Bay. We have been coming there for most of the last 50 years. We stay in the house where my father was born, in 1921.
There are so many things there that are just familiar in Chincoteague. The sound of the gulls early in the morning. The haze on hot days. Thinking about high and low tides and how they change every day. Tides are not something we think about in Iowa.
There is a barrier island between Chincoteague and the ocean. The outer island is called Assateague, another native american name. It is managed by the federal government.
The ocean is an ever present sight and sound when you are at the beach. It was rather calm all week, as sun and 80 degrees were ever present. Particularly since we went to the beach in the morning, it was not really hot. We mostly avoided the hot weather that much of the rest of the country experienced.
Particularly on Assateague there are birds. There are egrets and herons and ibis and eagles and even Julia's favorite, something called a skimmer. We did not get a picture of the skimmer.
There are wild ponies that actually gave Chinciteague its place on the map.
The first day at the beach, which goes on for miles, there were pelicans and dolpins. The dolphins came back on Thursday, being out a few hundred yards.
There are reminders of home. After supper we noticed these in the back yard.
Back home in Iowa the garden rolled along.
Scott did send me these pictures from the garden this week.
Here is the yellow orchid cactus, that had its first bloom while we were gone. But when I checked when we got home, there many more flowers still to come.
Enjoy these lilies, which survived the deer.
When you have been gone from the garden for even a week wandering around reveals many things.
We had almost 4 inches of rain while we were gone. Weeds will pull easily for at least several days.
There are weeds, but there are plenty of places to focus the eyes.
This lily is in the front sidewalk bed. It is almost 6 feet tall. I always amazed me that lilium would do well in dappled shade. I think the name is Silk Road.
Now, for what some of you have been waiting for.
Here are pictures of Christopher and Maisie.
Both children have a remarkable ability to entertain themselves. They like games, even if Maisie does wind up with her own rules sometimes.
Julia's recipe
Chocolate and peanut butter
We were in Chincoteague last week, all seven of us (Philip and Maggie and me from Iowa, Katie and Elisabeth and Christopher (7-1/2) and Maisie (almost 4) from Maine). It was not too hot and not too cold and not too buggy, all good things. We would get up early and go to the beach until a little before noon and then we would have lunch and go on an outing (bike ride, trip to the visitor's center to pet the horseshoecrab, drive around the widlife loop to look at birds) and then have dinner and play and read books and go to bed.
One day, the children and I made a dessert recipe I had clipped from the Iowa City Press-Citizen, again the work of Michael Knock, the PC's food guy. This recipe is called "Lunchroom Peanut Butter Bars," and apparently Michael K. had some version of these bars when a schoolkid in NW Iowa. No bake, just a few ingredients, both chocolatey and peanut buttery. Very easy, pretty rich so you really can cut them into small pieces to serve a crowd.
And then it was Christopher's turn again.
When the crumbs were done, we added the powdered sugar and peanut butter and graham cracker crumbs to the butter.
We tried to mix the ingredients with spoons.
Odds and ends
We are back in Iowa. One of the flight attendants on the plane, as we were landing, said Iowa was about her favorite place to come.
I am not sure I would agree with that anymore.
We came to Iowa 57-58 years ago. It was the state that had ended the death penalty, by legislation. Harold Hughes was the governor. There were kind and thoughtful Republicans, such as Robert Ray and Jim Leach. (But I never voted for them.)
Iowa is now the state that soon will have no income tax, the same state where the government subsidizes church schools. The government wants to end most government services, all but eliminating the safety net. Small government is the goal, except for those parts that eliminate personal freedoms. Then there is book banning, and demonizing trans kids or others who are different, and sending the national guard to Texas to intimidate immigrants.
Our University is now controlled by the Governor, and she is doing away with anything pertaining to diversity or equity.
I should just stop it. I have said enough.
We had an enjoyable week with grandchildren at the the beach. There were dolphins and pelicans, seafood and soft serve ice cream.
Back in Iowa there was lots of rain while we were gone. The lilies will do nicely, with a big weed effort. There looks to even be a break in the temperatures, with some 50's coming next weekend.
One of the voodoo lilies has 3 side shoots. It is alost like magic.
The caladium are doing well, as they should in the hot weather.
Pray for peace in the Ukraine, in Gaza and Darfur.
Be kind.
Philip
3 comments:
Thanks for all the photos of the two chefs-in-training. That recipe looks very tasty, and the cleanup looks easy too--jus scrape the bowls with a spoon and eat!
The sight of daylilies and coneflowers make me so homesick for the North. When those things show up, you know that July is not far behind.
My mom idolized Harold Hughes. What a governor! Haven't thought about him in a long time. Or of senators like John Culver and Dick Clark. Iowa was an astonishing place, once upon a time.
Take care of yourselves.
I was lucky enough to meet then Senator Hughes at Grinnell. As I'm sure you remember, he switched parties in the early 1960s, but somehow retained some of his Republican comrades after the switch.
Thanks for the beautiful photos, especially of the kids. Chincoteague is looking good, too.
My mother also idolized Harold Hughes. Says alot about small town Iowa education!
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