Newry July 15

Happy Thursday to my fellow Newryians and beyond. Of course happy whatever day to you too if its not Thursday when you finally get a chance to sit down and read the paper.

How lovely July is now that the humidity has finally broken  I haven’t actually watched the weather lately to see if our fortune will hold, but living here in Maine, what does it really matter anyway? Watching the seven-day forecast on 6, 8, or 13 has led me to the notion that perhaps all that meteorologists are taught in school is how to play roulette  Do you suppose that they pick a day and give the wheel a spin to determine the weather?

On Sunday, I took Kaiya and Sam and a friend of theirs rock hounding. Only the promise of a stop at the beach stayed their interest at the mine. They are good for a couple of hours, but I don’t know when to say when once my hands are in the dirt. Needless to say a torrential downpour seized us before we left. The rain was so intense that the sides of the road leading out of the mine had washed away in places. Unfortunately for the kids, they didn’t get to swim, but they sure got wet! We had to change into our swimsuits just to dry off.

 So Monday, after a hot trip to Norway for grain with five children in tow, they were again promised a stop at the beach. As we got closer, a massive dark cloud loomed above our destination. Sure enough, it started to rain but we made a run for it anyway. We were already in the water by the time we heard the thunder rumbling overhead  The threat of lightning is not realized by laughing, splashing children. I had to be the meanie though, “Everyone out.”  They weren’t impressed but I did notice smiles on their faces as they darted back to the car dripping of lake water rather than just rain. The sky was dappled with the blue and white of a calm and sunny day, intermixed with the dark gray storm clouds that dumped an impressive amount of rain on us once again. As you may have guessed, five miles down the road, sunshine again. We shall see what the weekend forecast has in store for us.

I ran into Norman Davis at the Gem Show at Telstar. He had an impressive display of wares for sale, beautiful stones and specimens. If you didn’t make it to the show, he has a shop for you to visit at his home on Crystal Drive. He told me that the zucchini were ready, soon to be followed by peppers, and the wide array of potted herbs are ready too. So, its official, the farm stand is open. 

On my way home the other day I noticed that out in the hay field across from Norman’s there were both the round baler and the square baler, ready to put to use.

Anyway, that’s all for this week. As always, feel free (or obligated) to contact me at sabcart@gmail.com or the good ole’ fashioned way at 824-0836.  “Do not let what you cannot do interfere with what you can do.” --John Wooden