The Hall Homestead

 On our drive home from the horse show I pulled in to this beautiful old homestead… it was apparent no one was living there by the condition of the house, however the apple orchards out back looked well maintained. There was a sign out front that heralded a weekly farmers market with the sign  “Halls Homestead”….I found the following through a google search that brought me to a Foody blog post about Apples.

“This beautiful antique orchard is owned and cultivated by Paul and JoAnn Desrochers.  – 18th Century Purity Farm At The Hall Homestead.  The farm has been in JoAnn’s family since 1830 when her great great great grandfather came to Connecticut from Rhode Island and planted the majority of the apple varieties that persist even today. Paul and JoAnn cultivate 88 varieties of apples at three different properties in the area- most of these varieties grow at Hall Homestead. There is a wild and timeless feeling to the fields and trees that spread across the hill beyond their farmhouse and barn.

These apple trees have flourished in JoAnn’s family for generations, even surviving the devastating effects of the hurricane of 1938 in which dozens of trees were decimated. Her grandfather painstakingly reestablished the trees that still produce today.
JoAnn and Paul took took over the Hall Homestead in 2008; it had declined during the preceding years was completely abandoned when JoAnn’s mother died in 2007. They have nurtured the trees back to health over the past three years, working from dawn until dusk.”

To read more about this extraordinary couple and their apple orchards and varieties… see link below..

http://foodiefatale.com/?p=4315

Isn’t she a grand old dame? … I just love this farm
and I plan to return to try their Hidden Rose Apple…
ever heard of it?  Me either.


Day trippin to Newport – Part 2

On our way to Newport we stopped at an Antiques barn on Route 138
where they were holding a Bottle Club gathering.
These folks are very proud of their collections..

Did you have a pair of these?…

This is a 1700’s cobblers bench. 
I love seeing a piece that is well worn from trade use…

Down the road near the University of Rhode Island is this house…
charming architecture… but the paint job would give me a headache
if I had to look at it every day.

 Finally.. the Wharf!
..a shoppers paradise..
and food options galore.

You won’t see green slate roofing like this in many places…

These are bath bombs, not cupcakes.
The fellow selling them was very interested in letting me know this.
I already knew because I used to sell them in my artisan shop.
The idea that that I used to sell them in a shop seemed to put him off.
When I asked to take a picture of them because they were so pretty, he said no.
I did anyway. 
 What’s wrong with people. 
We didn’t tour any of the mansions this time around,
we’ve seen the ones that interest us and were here more to just
relax and wander.  We did stop at this place on Bellevue Ave…
to take a picture of this beautiful wing. I love the design…
It was clearly a public building of some sort with a big driveway and
many parking spots with concrete bumpers, some  reading “reserved”. 
We pulled in and I pointed my camera…
and a very old man in a little sports car pulled up to us immediately and asked
in a very snippy tone if he could help us. 
Mike said “can we help YOU? We’re just taking a picture. “
He replied “it’s not public property”
which clearly wasn’t true.  It was DEFINITELY either
a Chamber of Commerce building, or a public meeting house of some sort.
I wonder what PMB stands for.
And it was wide open to the main street and public.
No one puts about 50 concrete parking bumpers, Park HERE signs, etc. in their front driveway.
Again… what is wrong with people.

 These below are two  private residences nestled among the mansions,
so I respected their privacy ofcourse and stayed on the street…
but you can see the opulence everywhere..
just another way of life all together.
This cottage is right down the road from Doris Duke’s mansion..
so charming!….and probably worth atleast $2 million.

We landed where we always do…
along Ocean drive and settling for a while
at Bretton Point State Park.

Along the water’s edge are these beautiful rock formations…
soft, smooth greens, whites and even purples…
This is where I steal a few pieces of Newport Real Estate
for my little side porch perennial garden.  


The water is crisp, clear and cold…
with aquamarine hues when the light filters through the waves…

I’ve always felt that salt air and water are healing, in more ways than one…
and what better place to be than standing on one giant lucky stripe rock 🙂
I hope you’re having a relaxing Memorial Day weekend…
and to all those Veterans who’ve served and those serving..
THANK YOU.

Day trippin to Newport, RI – part 1

  The Mr. has been working 80 hour weeks recently after being hired to re-do much of a rather large estate. I can’t even count how many lists he makes in the wee hours of the night after the actual work day is done, and lists of lists. The workload has been staggering but the pay has been appreciated, especially in this economy.  He’s a stress ball, which makes me a stress ball with a  double bounce.   I knew he/we needed a day away and so I begged talked him into an escape to Newport, just for the day.  We actually left the kids to their own devices, yes we did.  I guess you could call it a date!

 Too many pictures to share in one post. My favorite part of the day was boarding the Alabama, a Black Dog Schooner that normally resides on the Vineyard docked in Vineyard Haven Harbor.  For the Memorial Day weekend it is docked at Bannisters Wharf in Newport.

  The Alabama is available for family parties, learning excursions, sunset sails, etc.  According to her website.. because any Schooner is a “she” don’t ya know…. she is a living piece of maritime history.  Built in 1926 for the Mobile, Alabama Bar Pilots, she served until her retirement in 1966.  Coastwise Packet Company owner Robert Douglas bought her and brought her to Vineyard Haven in 1967. Today his third eldest son is Captain of the Alabama.  For more information, click  http://www.theblackdogtallships.com/

One of my favorite places on Earth

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ave you ever visited a place for the very first time and had the immediate feeling of “home”?  This is the case for me and Martha’s Vineyard, Mass.  My first trip was as a young adult visiting my aunt and uncle, who rented a house there. It was love at first sight as we cruised into Vineyard Haven Harbor on  the ferry…the sailboats.. the sea captains homes… this beautiful rustic seaside island not far off the coast.  Looking down off the bow, the cold water churns a  clean, clear deep turquoise and navy blue.  I knew right away I could live there very happily.

 How to describe the Vineyard vibe… well, unfortunately it has become very popular during summer months over the years with celebrities and politicians…. particularly Presidents.  This has made it a very populated touristy destination and real estate prices have soared.  There are lines at ice cream stands, waits at the restaurants, traffic through the towns,  but you can also get away from it all to the more rural parts of the island… Menemsha, Chilmark, Aquinnah… Tisbury.  There are country fairs, Illumination night at the Campgrounds, artisan flea markets, Organic produce stands… horse farms and trailriding, sailing, biking at it’s best.  The beaches!! ooh, that wild South Beach… beware the undertow!… but behold the beauty.

  This morning I booked a long weekend at the end of the summer for the family ( kids agreed to go! I think they like us!…. at the moment) and already I can smell the salty sea air and taste the Black Dog fish & chips.    I check the real estate market on island occasionally, waiting for just the right little cottage to come up for sale at the right price. So far it hasn’t happened and maybe it never will, but the search itself brings me joy, imagining the possibilities regardless of  whether they ever unfold.

  Below are pictures from previous trips…
Waiting for the ferry…
My two with  a cousin at Gay Head Beach…

Bike riding in Edgartown…

 Joseph Sylvia State Beach, great  for those with young children who
want a quiet surf….

Edgartown Harbor

Gay head light… Aquinnah

Just below the cliffs is a nude beach if you’re so inclined….

Edgartown homes…


South Beach


Campground Cottages in Oak Bluffs…
If I won the lottery!…. well, you, too can own one of these
charming seasonal cottages for about $500,000.
Not bad considering the location!…

Vineyard Haven Docks at the Black Dog Tavern…

Just a magical place…
When I look back over the pictures,
I see so many smiling faces…
Looking forward to the return “home”.

Weekend Snapshots

 Out for a drive on a breezy afternoon  ….
Old Lyme

Home overlooking cove ..
turkey vultures overhead. 

This is their view. 
Can you imagine?
Saybrook Light and Osprey nests. 

back at the ranch… Wall work continues….

Fruit trees budding…

Still chilly, blankets back on…

A new roost for the chickens…

Dinner at a favorite place with dear friends…
this was a brush mill many moons ago.
The gears remain in the ceiling.


 It was water powered back in the day!

There is a new King Betta to keep Ruby company.

..and Hey, it’s time to put those jelly beans out, if you haven’t already.

Spring is in the air, folks, and I’m loving every minute of it.


The Wonder Years

   This afternoon my daughter and I traveled across the Connecticut River to visit a tack shop.  As we drove through Moodus, we passed the old 4-H Camp that I attended with my cousins when I was 13 and 14 years old.  It looks exactly the same.   I was immediately drawn back in time… a weird  but wonderful feeling.   

   All those years ago I was a suburban girl living with my family on Staten Island and I cherished my summertime visits with my Connecticut country cousins and their horses.  Two summers in a row we went to camp, bringing their trusty appaloosa horse, “Apple” with me.  Those weeks are among the best of my teen years, I remember them like it was yesterday and to this day I’m grateful for the experience.

Not much has changed there in … 32 years.
Holy crow. 
32 years ago. 
32. 
Some of those memories…
Singing Johnny Appleseed at the morning breakfast call…
Those weaved potholders…
making tiled hot plates…
Archery..
twizzlers and caramel creams at the camp store…
BUG JUICE! (koolaid)
Reflections night..
(the entire camp sits around a big fireand sings camp songs…)
the crushes…
and the anquish of saying goodbye at the weeks end.

 I’m in the middle of the bunch.. the girl with the very dark hair and a tube top being pulled by the boy I had a crush on.. Billy Rule.    He was a smart*ss.      About the tube top…. I had not much of anything to put IN it… but they were all the rage back then.  (Hey, it was 1979 or so… you remember, don’t you. I bet you even had a few).  

The camp handed out news letters every friday… and that week, after the thursday night dance… the front page header was… “INVASION OF THE TUBE TOP TWIRPS”.   Um… that would be us.

    

  
   

Saturday Junk Hunting

 We’ve just returned from a ride to the Putnam, CT  Antiques Mall
for a little junk hunting. For more info about the area, click here…

  Brought the manchild, but he was less than thrilled

due to the dose of poison ivy his face is sporting.
We picked up cannolis and scones from Victoria Station as a consolation prize.
I am proud to tell you we came home with nothing but those pastries.
No kidding.  You know, there’s just so much STUFF
I’m willing to keep up after, and I have finally realized
that every time I bring home STUFF, no matter how good the
bargain, it’s just one more thing I have to find a place for, dust,
frett over, or forget about until it gets in the way.
I think I just heard a hushed Amen from the mancave.
Anyway, there was some neat STUFF that I almost
woulda taken home if the prices were better.
LOVE this quilt, look at the work! 
But the price tag was $475. – not happening, but oh, did I love it so.   

 Would have loved this too, but where to put it…and another dust collector.
When did I decide to get so practical?  Another Senior moment?

Loved this truck too… but do you see that price tag? $250.
It was behind glass, sorry for the blurr.
I would have bought this in a heartbeat for my Fairy Garden project this summer…
but not for $75.00.

Loved this, no place to put it.


 ADORED this whole little kitchen set up…
how perfect for a little lake house…
or the back porch!!!  Alas, kinda pricey.  
If you can’t read the fine print, a 1907 $5 note, for $70.

 I love the beautiful colors of the broaches, pins, jewelry…

It’s clear the slow economy hasn’t brought down the prices much.
Once it was determined we didn’t need anything there today…
we did what we do best after junk hunting.


As we were leaving Victorias Station bakery and cafe, I noticed half the town had their pink boxes in hand.

My Happy Camper.  This is his good side.

The sky has been blustery and sometimes grey today,
snow flurries here and there… and bright sunny blue too.
You know the saying…
If you don’t like the weather in New England, 
just wait a few minutes and it’ll change.

Finding Color on a Grey Day

Today was a very typical grey New England day…
..and I read somewhere that when you’re having a grey day,
go create something to chase the blues.
So I looked for different hues with my camera…
reds of old barns and greens of mosses…
white rushing waters and black and  brown cows.
Come take a ride to Devils Hopyard and Chapman Falls…
with a few stops in between…

 

Wild Bill’s Nostalgia Store

   On Superbowl Sunday while waiting for the Big Event
The guy and I went to Wild Bill’s in Middletown, CT .
The outside of it has peaked my curiosity for years now,
finally got a chance to go inside… and it is indeed a wild ride into the past.
PS. We won’t discuss the game any further than to say,
I really thought Tom was gonna land the big bomb
in that last nine seconds that would save the day. 
He didn’t -and that’s all I’m gonna say about that.
Wild Bill himself.
My buddy Aaahnold
 The price tag on this Snoopy metal lunch box is $100.  
Most things were reasonable.  Not Snoopy.

 I loved this truck, shoulda bought it.

Do you remember Rock’em Sock’em robots?
I think every pubescent male at the time had this poster….
I had this fisher price house, loved it.
I wonder why I never see Weebles. Anywhere.

Has there ever been a more beautiful man inside and out?

  I’m pretty sure we all loved Lucy.

Ben & Rudy’s Excellent Adventure

 What a glorious morning at the Beach.
Packed the two boy dogs in the car..
and cruised on down to the water.
You’re not making fun of his sweater, now are ya?
He lost it soon after.

 The sky was incredible…

  And something odd was discovered…
Red sand all the way down at the far end, near the southernmost Jetty….
I have no idea what it is, some sort of mineral?

Ben made a new friend.. we’ll call him Fabio.

Fabio with his Dad…

Heading back down the beach, I found some treasures… shells you don’t find here
when summer people arrive.

Rudy bound around the beach with pure joy, barking at the waves, jumping in and out of the foam…
if only we could all let ourselves go, exactly like that…

 Heading back to the Jeep, we deposited a bucket of shells and 
 about five pounds of sand all over the interior.
She is now broken in 🙂

My kind of day.