Monday, July 13, 2009

I love the croo at Lonesome Lake!








David and I hiked up to Lonesome Lake last weekend. Here are some photos. I wish I had photographed all the interesting people we met as well. People from Australia, Brazil, North Carolina and Arlington, Ma. Ranging in age from 2 years to 75 years old. The croo hiked up the food, cooked it, served all 47 of us and entertained us.

They also take care of all the systems in the hut. No power lines up here. Alternative forms of energy are used to make things run. Very impressive. These six are in charge of all of it. Including composting and packing all the trash back down. One of the croo give a "green technology" tour each evening. Environmental Education is part of their mission, it is hoped some of the ways they live in the mountains can be translated to life at home.

The best part is that they sing to you in the morning to wake you up. Five voices in harmony as you wake up in the mountains. Worth hiking back up just for that. Especially when one on the voices belongs to your daughter!

Friday, July 10, 2009

today









I used to write about Calley a lot. The trials of having a puppy. The chewed seat belts, the chewed shoes, the chewed rug, the need for long walks twice a day or she would chew more and jump up on us in agitation.
She is now a year and a half in age, and all that is a distant memory. She is a great companion. She waits in the car while I do errands knowing there is a slim chance we will go to the farm afterward. As I turn onto Old Concord Road, she gets restless; she knows exactly where we are. She knows that here is the place where she can run past farm fields, through shady woods and have a swim in the Sudbury River. Today was one of those days.

Thursday, July 9, 2009

Belfast, Maine

One of the nicest things about our vacation was dinner at Chase's Daily. We had been here before with Carrie and Eliza and the atmosphere and food are not soon forgotten. So we pulled off Rt. 1 and had dinner on our way to Isle au Haut. We spent the night in a dog friendly motel and had breakfast at the Belfast CO-OP and then sped off to catch the mail boat in Stonington. I was curious to know more about the people who run this place. It is clearly a labor of love. Below is the review from the Boston Globe. I like their story, so I am including it here. Maine isn't all about lobster!!




BELFAST, Maine - Penny Chase, 61, rattles down winding roads from her family's farm in Freedom, Maine, to Chase's Daily - their grand farm-stand restaurant on Main Street here. Before noon she pulls up to the back door and unloads produce grown by her husband, Addison, 61, and daughter, Meghan, 32. From crates in the back of the old white-panel truck come heirloom tomatoes, slender haricot verts, crisp arugula, fingerling potatoes, exotic herbs, ripe melons, flowers, ornate cabbages, and an earthy rainbow of beets, chard, and carrots.

Chase's Daily is part farm stand, part groovy vegetarian restaurant, and part all-day cafe. In 2000, the slender, suntanned Chases bought the big brick building - a soaring four-story Oddfellows Hall built in 1888. They pulled plaster off the brick walls, exposed molded tin ceilings, and shined up the tongue-and-groove maple flooring. They tore down a chicken house to build the kitchen. Chase's is a family effort. Addison and Meghan handle the growing; Meghan's boyfriend, Ted LaFage, runs the kitchen with Penny; and another daughter, Phoebe, 34, does the baking. "This place works because everybody has a different passion," says LaFage. "If anybody bailed out, the whole thing would crash."

Galvanized tin wash tubs and wood crates hold the bounty, which is reasonable priced, the numbers hand-written by Penny on wooden shingles. Meghan's farm-inspired oil paintings hang on walls. Phoebe's wares - she's been baking since the early morning - fill the counter: rustic and fancy tarts, cookies, cakes, and crusty loaves. The kitchen is buzzing with chatter. LaFage, tending to the pizzas, makes sure everything is ready for the midday deluge.

What the Chases have managed to do is use what they grow themselves, and offer an inspired and eclectic menu with simple dishes from around the world. On any given day, you might find an Italian heirloom tomato salad; perfectly charred thin-crust pizzas, heaped with arugula leaves; Thai fried rice; and potato tacos. In some restaurants this sort of edible diversity doesn't work; at Chase's all of the elements are from that one piece of land, which seems to tie the dishes together.

Addison and Penny met at Lake Forest College in Illinois. During the Vietnam War, he got a teaching deferment and they moved to Maine. They bought 500 acres of farmland in Freedom, an agricultural community. In the early days, Addison raised beef cattle, chickens, and vegetables, which he sold on the wholesale market. Penny taught at the local elementary school. In the mid '90s, they started to shift their focus to market gardening. The girls spent summers growing vegetables and selling them at farmers' markets. After college and time working in New York, both ended up back in Maine.

Chase's Daily evolved, and was a family project from the start. They need the whole crew in order to offer lunch five days a week, brunch on Sundays, and dinner on Friday nights. Unlike many restaurants in this part of Maine, they're open year-round, buying vegetables grown in other parts of the country.

Today, the crowd is the usual mix of tourists and regulars, vegetarians and meat eaters, back-to-the-land hippies, tattooed hipsters, well-heeled retirees, and hard-working dudes from the local fishing boats. Bathed in bright light and cooled by salty breezes off of Belfast Bay, everyone is soaking up the brief glory of local Maine food.

Chase's Daily, 96 Maine St., Belfast, Maine, 207-338-0555.

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Martha Lamb McLean


Born July 8, 1916 in Stanstead, Canada to parents Ruth and Henry Lamb.
Attended The Art Students League in New York City 1938.
Married Donald McLean on September 2, 1939 in Stanstead, Quebec, Canada.
Became a United States citizen in 1944 (see above document).
Lived in Washington, DC; Northport, NY; Summit, NJ; Brookline, Ma; Andover, Ma.

She was the mother of four children. Two boys and two girls.
She had nine grandchildren.
She had many talents including painting, piano, and gardening.
She was a community volunteer and activist.
She was an avid reader.
Died March 1989.

As for the scar on her r.forehead, she was painting a self portrait in Art School when the mirror she was looking into, fell forward onto her head and made a deep cut.
She had the scar all her life.

She would have been 93 today.

stonington, maine


Tuesday, July 7, 2009

for the record










It was a wet week in Maine and everywhere else in the Northeast.
Maybe the sun came out for one half hour.
But making the most of it, we hiked every day. Half of Isle au Haut, a seven mile long island in Penobscot Bay where we rent a small house, is part of Acadia National Park. There are lovely trails with noone on them, since the island is so remote. We were rewarded at an isolated cove to discover a complete humpback whale skeleton draped over the rocks. The head was up on a bluff. It was eery in the deep fog to come across this behemoth. I was tempted to take home a vertebrae or rib but something told me not to mess with the universe on this one. There is history and power in those old bones. We payed a silent visit and bushwacked our way back to the path. We read, slept, wrote and told ourselves that fog, drizzle and rain aren't so bad. Calley made a friend named Dorrie. They played like puppies all week and had that unique wet dog smell that is not soon forgotten.


Monday, July 6, 2009

South/Central Asia program





Greetings everyone from Seeds of Peace, summer #2. This summer I am working as a facilitator for the South/Central Asia program, which basically means that myself and my co-facilitator Kate spend two, three hour sessions each day with young people (14-18) from India, Pakistan and Afghanistan. They are here to talk about regional stability and conflicts between their countries. These are brave, extraordinary young people who have experienced fear, war and death and have come to share their stories, face their "enemy" and work through tough, tough things together. I'm floored. It's amazing. If anyone, anyone would like to come visit, please please call me with a few days notice. 617.851.8310. I'm still processing this experience, but can tell you that its amazing place to witness. 

Love to everyone! more to come. and see you at the family reunion.