Thursday, October 21, 2010

Confluence Casino Defeated--For Now

Last year just about this time, I blogged about the threat to wildlife and tranquility near the confluence of the Missouri and Mississippi rivers. That post can be found here. This week there is some good news. The North County Casino was one of 4 finalists being considered on Tuesday by the Gaming Commission for a license that came available this summer. The developers asked for an extension because they said they didn't have all the financing in place. The Comission said "no." So now there are three. One of them is also on the Mississippi, south of Interstate 270 at the Chain of Rocks, and it too is an environmental threat and of concern to the drinking water supply of the City of St. Louis. (The other two proposals are in Cape Girardeau, which will hold a plebiscite on Nov. 2, and near Kansas City.)

The chair of the commission has said they may not award any license this round, and that would leave the door open for the North County Casino partners to try again. The land has been rezoned, and many area cities and school districts are pressing for "jobs" and "revenue." But for now, the folks who are more interested in migratory birds, wetlands preservation and the historic significance of this Lewis and Clark exploration site are warily cautious that better times are ahead.

Friday, October 15, 2010

By the Waters We Lived, and Still Do

Hyco Creek, Deep Creek, Yadkin River, Belews Creek, Janes Creek, Lynn Branch, Turkey Creek, North Fork Red River, Lake of the Ozarks, Arkansas River, Little Spring Creek, Lake Taneycomo, White River, Turnback Creek, Lake Fort Gibson, Walnut Creek, Roaring River, Platte River, Current River, Mississippi and Missouri rivers. All of these “waters” have played a role in my family heritage, going back to 1785 when Laughlin McElyea got a land grant of 200 acres “on the waters of Hyco Creek” in Caswell County, North Carolina. Both my father’s and mother’s families, as well as Norm’s, lived or played alongside the waters I have named above—and many more that I can’t think of. Photo above: North fork of Deep Creek, Yadkin County, NC.

From an early age, I was forbidden to go out our back gate and into the creek, but it fascinated me. The boy next door would go fishing for crawdads in it. One day we found an empty beer can floating in it, and I was horrified that anyone would trash my precious creek, with its rock walls that went back to the WPA that now had tall saplings growing up out of them. Once the creek flooded and came far up into our yard, causing a lot of excitement in the neighborhood. A few years later, it was covered over and buried…turned into an enclosed storm water drainage system. Further from our block, it still remained open and free, and once I was old enough to venture out on my bicycle, I would still visit it regularly. I came to respect water and the creatures that depend on it as I explored Walnut Creek. Photo above: Linville River just above Linville Falls, Blue Ridge, North Carolina.


When I think about it, most of my family has lived near a creek or river at some time. I treasure a photo of my grandparents celebrating their engagement in a park alongside the North Fork of the Red River in Oklahoma. Before oil was discovered, before agricultural runoff became commonplace, before sewers were discharged into rivers instead of septic fields….our nation’s waters were a delight. As a Girl Scout camper in Oklahoma, I enjoyed wading through Little Spring Creek and canoeing on local lakes. Norm’s mother and her siblings appear in a photo taken when they were swimming in the Smoky Hill. Photo above: the Calusahatchee River estuary at Fort Myers, Florida, just before it joins the Gulf of Mexico.

Water is basic not only to our pleasure, but to our life itself. And yet our streams and lakes are often abused, used as a dumping ground for pretty foul stuff. I remember learning in high school chemistry that water is “the universal solvent” but we are pushing our luck today. In parts of the Western U.S., aquifers are depleted, making deeper wells necessary and the rivers above them are now always dry. Elsewhere in the world, waters that fill with snow melt are shrinking with climate change, and others are swelling as severe rains drench impoverished peoples in India, Pakistan and China. In the middle east and elsewhere, wars are fought over rights to fresh water since it is so scarce. Photo above: Lakes Park in Fort Myers, FL, nature reclaimed from a quarry.

One important local issue for me is a proposal to build a large casino and entertainment complex right next to a wildlife refuge on a wetland along the Mississippi River just past its historic confluence with the Missouri River. There are more kinds of pollution that just the icky stuff in the water, but it’s also true that this project is just upstream from the intake for the city of St. Louis’ drinking water supply. Photo above: Confluence of the Missouri (left) and Mississippi (upper right) rivers north of St. Louis. There's a proposal to build a casino complex just downstream from this historic site.

DoSomething.org < http://www.dosomething.org/tipsandtools/11-facts-about-pollution> quotes these facts about the effects of pollution in our waters:

· 40% of America’s rivers and 46% of America’s lakes are too polluted for fishing, swimming, or aquatic life.

· The Mississippi River – which drains the lands of nearly 40% of the continental United Sates – carries an estimated 1.5 million metric tons of nitrogen pollution into the Gulf of Mexico each year. The resulting dead zone in the Gulf each summer is about the size of Massachusetts.

· 1.2 trillion gallons of untreated sewage, storm water, and industrial waste are discharged into US waters annually.

· Polluted drinking waters are a problem for about half of the world’s population. Each year there are about 250 million cases of water-based diseases, resulting in roughly 5 to 10 million deaths. Photo above: the Missouri River at Confluence Conservation Area north of St. Louis, August, 2008.


Now that I have spent this week thinking about water, I’m going to look at that flowing, clean, safe, abundant stream of water coming from my kitchen faucet with renewed admiration and respect. What can we do, what are we doing, to help preserve our nation’s rivers, lakes and seacoasts, and to clean up waters that have become polluted? To help less fortunate folks get access to clean and plentiful water? I realize I’m not doing nearly enough, and I will look for ways to do more. Photo: Ice closes the Mississippi River to barge traffic in January north of St. Louis.

Today is Blog Action Day, and the theme is WATER. Here is a link to the National Resources Defense Council web site, where you can find more information about how to clean up our rivers and other waters.

One final thing you can do is join me in signing a petition supporting the United Nations’ effort to bring clean, safe water to millions of people. Just click on the badge at the top of the right rail on this blog, and the widget will take you there.
Photo at right: Mississippi River above flood stage at Cape Girardeau, MO.

Thursday, October 14, 2010

Coming Tomorrow--Blog Action Day

It's a good thing I committed to writing a blog on Oct. 15 for Blog Action Day, since I've not been posting anything else lately. Sometimes I'm not sure what I've been doing...this afternoon I went up to my sewing room and the last time I had moved the daily quilt block calendar was Sept. 23. I guess that is the last day I worked on anything...and it showed. I dusted and decluttered and finished an Optional Block for Quilt Guild next week, even though I'll have to miss the meeting.

I have my draft of my Blog Action Day post started...need to find some photos. This year's theme is water, and I'm writing about bodies of water I have known and loved. So please come back tomorrow and feel free to share your own memories of a time when a local stream behind the house was clean enough to play in!

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Quilt Blocks and Sweet Charity

Week before last involved a lot of quilt block making and quilt handling. The final block of the month challenge of the year at the Flower Valley Quilt Guild (October through September is the block challenge year) was to make a block using 25 charm squares from one's stash of material. The winner of the drawing for all the squares now gets to create a unique quilt. I would have loved to win them, but I didn't. I'm most fond of the center square that depicts a spider web!

Another guild project was to make 12-inch blocks using 1930s fabric or reproductions. Since I still have scads of 1930s material left over from the Linville family quilt, I created these four Churn Dash blocks. They are entered in a national drawing and I'm eligible to win a set of 12 blocks made by other quilters...but not sure when I'll hear about that. I kind of hope I don't win since the object is to use up this material, not acquire MORE of it!

Guild members have been making quilts to donate to charity all year long, and we had a "show and tell" of the completed ones at our September meeting. Since I am on the committee, I volunteered to store the finished quilts until they can be given away. Here, the 35 finished quilts (so far) occupied our dining room table while I sorted them by type. We have 10 twin-sized quilts on the left, that will go to a private, church supported home for youth with mental health issues. The stack on the right is 21 baby quilts that will go to a shelter for teenage mothers that is run by a Catholic charity. The 5 quilts stacked in front will join some others that will be donated to Project Hero which provides housing, substance abuse treatment and job training for homeless veterans. It is one program out of many sponsored through St. Louis' very effective homeless services organization, St. Patrick's Center.

Then I spent last weekend quilting, too, at the scrap quilt club. It was a wonderful day and I made progress on two lovely projects that are not quite yet ready for prime time, but stay tuned!

Sunday, September 26, 2010

Summer Just Dropped into Fall

It seems like just last week I was putting up the last of the Illinois peaches... but now it is totally apple season. On Sept. 11, a group of us from our church went to Eckert's farm in Belleville to pick our own apples. It was a little early, but that meant we got to pick Jonathons! They make great applesauce and pies, but they are even better as a lunch box treat.


Our group of intrepid apple pickers included, Mary, Madeline, Marty, Norm, Kim, DebE, Darrell, and little Annabelle. That's over 100 pounds of apples in those sacks!

Our warm weather persisted through most of the month, and even last Sunday, it was a challenge to keep everyone in the church sanctuary cool enough without air conditioning. (Thieves stole the copper from two of the church's outdoor units...and we are still replacing them, or rather the improved fence to protect the new ones.) Today we were hoping everyone would be warm enough. It's supposed to get to 47 tonight and although I'm not worried about the houseplants on the porch freezing, I know I have to start getting them sprayed and washed and moved into the house.

More signs that summer is over and fall is really here:
  • Robins were flocking on the golf course this evening. Scores of them.
  • Hummingbirds are still coming through, but the combative males are gone, and the remaining ones often linger a while and tank up before moving on. This morning I realized a feeder in the dining room window was empty after a hummingbird sat there and stared inside the house at Norm and me while we ate our breakfast. (Yes, we filled the feeder.)
  • Buds on the chrysanthemums are showing lots of color.
  • The tree frogs have finally fallen silent. Only the crickets give a night concert now.
  • Spiders are starting to reappear around the house.
  • Moles are very active, as are squirrels building winter nests.
  • The furnace, which is set at 72 degrees, came on for the first time this afternoon.
  • I wore socks with my sandals today for the first time since sometime last May.
October is coming soon, and the challenge is going to be fitting everything in. Church board and elders, knitting group, Regional assembly, book club, quilt guild, morning water exercise, Tai Chi 24 form class, Prime Timers, farewell to Orchard Crest camp, Norm's college class 50th reunion in Kansas, twice a week hand quilting sessions--and that's just the stuff we know about, now. Hope we make time to make some mores, drive up river to watch bird migrations, write some family history, read, declutter, start to plan for the holiday celebrations, write more letters and blogs, and savor the crisp fall skies.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Been Reading Again

This month I'm guilty of reading more than writing. Reading other blogs. Reading e-mail. Reading the morning paper. Reading a fascinating draft of a forthcoming book. Reading the tea leaves. Reading FaceBook. When I'm not reading, I have been cooking, or piecing patchwork, or quilting, or knitting, or sitting on the porch staring at the hummingbirds who are still coming to the feeders as they migrate. But I will write again, I promise. And post pictures. They are right there in the camera, waiting to be uploaded. I just need to commit the time to writing, instead of reading, instead of day dreaming.

Monday, September 06, 2010

A Summer's Labor, Summed Up

On this day, the official end of Summer, here's a reflection on what our summer has brought. On this blog I have chronicled some of our travels, to Kansas and North Carolina. There will be more to be shared in coming months, especially about family history research. But for us the essence of summer here at home is defined in part by the view from our front porch. One afternoon the sunlight sparkled on the oak leaves in just such a way that reminded me of the huge oxygen factories that trees are. We owe our breath to them!

We still try to garden, although our main crops in our sun-starved back yard are limited these days to a few tomato plants, and the ever-expanding raspberry patch. This was not a good tomato year in St. Louis. This is the full sum of our crop so far, sitting on the kitchen window sill. Two Jet Stars and a cherry tomato. There were a couple of others, but between heavy rain and scorching heat, they rotted on the vine. The vines are still living, and with cooler nights have started setting fruit again. They might ripen before frost, or they might not. These tomatoes were, by the way, delicious. We would have loved more just like them.

Back in the spring, some 20 women in my quilting guild started a scrap quilt club that meets on the 4th Saturday. I've posted a couple of completed quilts from that group before. This block is my first completed one for a large quilt called Cathedral Stars that is a club project. It is supposed to be finished by the end of October. Right.The goal of the club is to use up the scraps and leftovers in our stash. So far, so good. I haven't had to buy anything new except some Christmas border fabric so far.



My quilt guild also has a monthly block challenge. We all receive the same pattern, with general instructions about type of fabric to use, etc. Then at the meeting the completed ones are displayed and one person is drawn from a hat to receive the whole bunch to make into a quilt. This is my block for August. I'm working on the September one, now. A year ago, I promised myself that I would do all 12 blocks...and it looks like I'm going to make it. The reward will be a quarter yard of new fabric...something I really need!

Another promise I made at the beginning of 2010 was to finish the family reunion quilt top. I did that in June, and in late July the Spanish Lake quilters put it on the frame and started quilting. I get to join them on Tuesdays, and I really enjoy hand quilting, especially on this project. Here are Christine, Judy and Fran at work last week in Judy's bright and cheery bonus room. At this point, I think there is the equivalent of 20 blocks done, 44 to go. Or something like that.

On this Labor Day, we shared a leisurely dinner with our dear friends the Dixons, with conversation going well into the evening, and raspberry sundaes enjoyed by all. After they left, Norm and I repaired to our front porch to enjoy a cool breeze and listen to the tree frogs and crickets singing in the dark. For once, no mosquitoes were biting. If we had screens on the porch, it would be perfect for sleeping. The evening chorus still says summer, but the cool nip in the air says....fall is coming.

So what about fall. What's on the schedule? Well, water exercise resumes on Tuesday. Norm and I are both trying to learn Tai Chi 24 long form, also on Tuesday and Thursday evenings. After a month of sabbatical from meetings, our church is making up for lost time. The knitting group will start up in October. I've got several projects to finish for the church bazaar, which will be on Nov. 13 this year. Norm and I plan to go to Kansas for his college class 50th reunion in October, and we also have a church regional assembly coming up that month, too. There's a manuscript I want to read. A couple of them, actually. I think I might just blink and wake up tomorrow and find out it is already Thanksgiving, or even Christmas. We really are living that cliche about not knowing how we ever found time to work!

Saturday, September 04, 2010

Crickets, Tree Frogs and Clematis

On the weather cast the other night, the meteorologist announced that summer is over--as far as the weather stats are concerned. The end of summer always stirs up a sadness in me. Just in time, a cool front arrived Friday morning, and it is supposed to get down into the 50s tonight, as if to rub it in. So I'm listening to the crickets outside...they always are more numerous in late summer and early fall. There is one lone tree frog a few houses South of here...back in July their chorus was loud and late into the night. The white frost of fall-flowering wild clematis is adorning fences, another sign of the changing season. School has been in session for two weeks now. Newly hatched caterpillars of some swallowtail species are finishing off my potted parsley. There are more signs of fall than I can shake a stick at. And I still haven't re-potted all of the houseplants! Labor Day Weekend is here and there's no denying that even though warm days are still to come, fall is in the air. Guess it's time to call the people who inspect the furnace.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

Visitor #8000 Was---Myself!

I got all excited this evening to see that the 8000th visitor had been to this blog....and then I realized when I looked at SiteMeter that it was me, on my iPad!. I have the counting software set to ignore the IP address of this computer, so my visits to read the site or to post something don't count. But apparently the iPad, although it is accessing the web through my home wireless setup, has a different IP address than the computer. Anyway, now I will need to take into account the views of the blog I make remotely when I'm marking viewing milestones. So, #8001, you will be the special one today. (Unless you are the GoogleBot...) Hmmm...I know what the problem is, I'm using a different browser (Safari) on the iPad than the one I use (Firefox) on this computer. I think hiding Safari from this IP can be fixed if I can remember how I managed to get it to ignore Firefox....Technology can get complicated. I think I'll devote most of today (Saturday) to quilting instead--it's Scrap Quilt Club meeting day: 6 hours of sewing with about 20 dear friends. Wheeeee!

Thursday, August 26, 2010

I Have Joined the iPad Revolution!

A few days ago, Norm said, let's get that iPad you have been talking about for our anniversary! So this afternoon we went to the Apple store at the Galleria and had quite an experience learning how to use it. Then we went to Cheese-ology in the Loop for Norm's birthday dinner. Now we are home and I am trying to type on this strange little touch pad. At this point I know I can enter text for my blog using a trick that the Apple Genius named Andrew figured out to bypass an issue Blogger seems to have with the iPad version of Safari. Once I upload some photos from my camera to this, I'll see if I can post them as well!

Monday, August 16, 2010

Rembering Will Rogers

The Tulsa World newspaper today has a wonderful package of photos, videos, stories and quotes online in memory of Will Rogers, the entertainer, humorist, world traveler and journalist who died in a plane crash at Point Barrow, Alaska, 75 years ago yesterday. As a native Tulsan, growing up I knew his story well, having visited the Will Rogers Memorial at Claremore and being fortunate enough to attend the high school named for him, Will Rogers High School, which was built as a WPA project in the Great Depression and opened in 1939. The opening page of the coverage can be found by clicking here: Will Rogers Remembered. I was thinking of writing my own tribute but the World has a plethora of material.

One of the thoughts that has kept coming back to me over the past few years is "Where is Will Rogers When We Need Him?" By this I mean that public discourse and disagreement has gotten so nasty that we could use a dose of his humor, his gentle jabbing at all parties, to perhaps cool the rhetoric and help reframe the argument. At least I hope we aren't too far gone as a nation to appreciate quotes like these, all from his writing prior to his untimely death in 1935:

  • The truth can hurt you worse in an election than about anything that could happen to you.
  • Republicans want a man that can lend dignity to the office. Democrats want a man that will lend some money.
  • When a party can't think of anything else they always fall back on lower taxes. It has a magic sound to a voter, just like fairyland is spoken of and dreamed of by children.
  • It's a great country, but you can't live in it for nothing.
  • Wars will never be a success until you have a referee and until they announce before they start just what it's for.
  • When ignorance gets started, it knows no bounds.
  • There is nothing that keeps poor people poor as much as paying doctor bills.
  • I'm not a member of any organized political party. I'm a Democrat.
  • As bad as we sometimes think our country is run, it is the best run I ever saw.
And then there is the all-time favorite Will Rogers quote:
  • "I joked about every prominent man of my time, but I never met a man I didn't like."

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Visitor #7900 Hello, Tulsa!

Cousins Debi and Mike in Tulsa are visitor #7900. Debi, I know you are busy with the first week of school and I hope you have a great year. You are my closest relatives, and you look at the blog almost every day. I'm sorry I haven't posted anything new this week; thought I would but it turned busier than I had expected after I found out two guys from Florida were coming for dinner tonight. Plus, I think the FB addiction is cutting into my blogging time. More soon, I promise. Love you both!

Sunday, August 08, 2010

Thursday's Child Writes Again

Once again I'm trying out some ideas on Thursday's Child, my other blog that gets an occasional post. I'm a little more opinionated over there....so be forewarned. Here's the link:

The Myth of Self-Reliance

Saturday, August 07, 2010

A Cool Trip to the Farmers Market

Today was the end of our two-day cool spell. Yesterday and today Norm and I sat on the front porch at mid-day and enjoyed a cool breeze while we drank blueberry-peach smoothies for lunch. Probably will be hugging the AC for the coming week! This morning I went to the Ferguson Farmers Market; above is some of my loot: Calhoun (IL) County peaches from Kamp's Orchard, a humongous cantaloupe from Hahn's organic farm, plus tomatoes, a (hidden) cucumber and interesting summer squash from various other small organic farms. Not pictured: the delicious blonde brownies, dog biscuits (for Ava's visit this week) and cranberry-orange scone from Cosi Dolce, nor the basil/garlic linguine and the sweet potato linguine from Pappardelle's Pasta. We hope to fix the basil/garlic for a company dinner soon. The guy from Kamp's expects to have peaches for at least another month. Looking forward to next Saturday! The freezer will be groaning.

When last week's triple digit temps arrived, the lovely stand of surprise lilies went crispy before I could even take their picture. The native phlox that the previous owner planted, however, appears to like it hot. This grows under our maple tree and the late afternoon sun spotlighted it. Yesterday I trimmed a beloved rubber tree that was almost as tall as I was...very ungainly for a house plant that spends 8 months of the year upstairs in the sewing room, the only room with enough light for it. I repotted it too...I think the jury is still out whether the rubber plant is happy with its new look. While I was at it I neatened the other house plants on the porch and trimmed the geraniums; then I swept up a lot of debris that blew in from earlier storms. The outside front of the house actually looks decent and welcoming now. Until the next round of storms, we can enjoy it.

Norm spent part of the day cleaning our guest room (we might have guests, you never know) while I tackled 4 loads of laundry. Tonight we uncovered an occasional table between our recliners that was buried in 4 months worth of magazines, half-solved sudoku puzzles, and notes. It's amazing what you can find that you thought was lost, like an invitation to a birthday party that happened back in July....oops.

Tomorrow I'm going to present a video from the Quadrennial for our Sunday School class, and I hope it goes over OK. It's hard to believe that happened 6 weeks ago!

Friday, August 06, 2010

Ava in Pink Walking Attire

Ava, the golden doodle next door, has a new harness for walks, and also a new short haircut after a visit to the groomer today. Training Ava not to pull on her leash while being walked around the block has been a challenge, and both Barb and Norm have worked persistently on this. But Barb says that by the second day, Ava had stopped pulling and just prances along now on their daily tour of our block. We'll get to try it out next week when Ava comes to our house for a short visit. Ava posed for this photo and showed off her new accomplishment: sit and stay without her leash....in the safety of our back yard! (Actually that look of concentration is really straining to see if there is going to be a treat involved, I think.)

Thursday, August 05, 2010

CONASPEH UPDATE August 5, 2010 from the Bentrotts

Kim and Patrick Bentrott have published the latest update on CONASPEH in Haiti on their blog, Adventures in Life. The update comes from Global Ministries. You can read it here: http://kimandpatrick.blogspot.com/2010/08/conaspeh-update.html

If you scroll down past this post, you'll find two more recent ones from Kim about their relocation to Evergreen, Colorado, and her mixed feelings as she interviews for a job as a physician with a local clinic. The kids are fine and she has great photos of them, too.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Visitor 7800 Came All the Way from Texas!

Visitor # 7800 is.....my sister-in-law Maxine, in Texas. Maxine, I know you love bird houses, so I'm posting this photo of the one we bought at this year's Gypsy Caravan just for you. It graces our back yard perennial border. I wish you and Roy could come to visit us when everything is growing, so we could trade notes on gardening and cooking. Glad you stopped by tonight!

Today was cooler--high 80s--we went to the store, and Norm barbecued hamburgers and chicken tonight so we have some meals in the freezer now. Yesterday I worked on charity quilts with some guild friends--we have 16 more quilts sandwiched and ready to tie or machine quilt. It was a productive day. Tonight I made some brownies for church coffee hour tomorrow. They will go with the melons we got at the store. It is August tomorrow. If I were still teaching at the university, I would feel like summer is over. I still get those pangs sometimes. We have only one more week of water exercise, and then we are off until after Labor Day. This week I've hit the specials on school supplies because we are collecting donations for our church's local mission, Isaiah 58 ministries. I'm looking at all the plants I still haven't taken outside for the summer, or repotted, and shaking my head. But the truth is, the weather forecast for Tuesday is 99 degrees, so we still have some summer left. I'm going to do my best to enjoy it.

Friday, July 30, 2010

More Blue Ridge: Moses Cone Park

One of the attractions we enjoyed in our time on the Blue Ridge in June was the Moses H. Cone Memorial Park, just outside the town of Blowing Rock. An intact 3500 acres that was the mountain home of one of North Carolina's textile industry founders (Cone Mills may be familiar if you ever bought fabric or paid attention to hang tags on clothing in the 1960s or earlier) it preserves a beautiful chunk of land along the Blue Ridge Parkway. The veranda of the 20-room Flat Top mansion where Cone and his wife lived and entertained is an inviting, shady spot on a summer afternoon.

Moses Cone made his fortune in Greens- boro, and in his life time he donated a lot of money to charities there; a hospital is named for him. He supported education in Blowing Rock by offering a challenge of $4 for every $1 the locals could raise for schools. Cone died in 1908 and his wife, Bertha, kept the estate going until her death in 1947. The entire estate was willed to the hospital and the hospital transferred it to the United States Government to be used for the pleasure of the public.

The side approach to the manor from the parking lot gives little hint of the expanse of the place. But this view illustrates the tall trees, many benches, and laid back aura of the place. The manor's upstairs is open for tours on weekends. The lower floor houses several rooms of crafts produced by members of the Southern Highlands Craft Guild. We looked at wonderful weavings, pottery, baskets, stained glass, jewelry....like Thoreau, we owned everything we saw, but since we were going to be flying home, we weren't able to purchase what we admired. Norm said it was a treat just to see so much art in one place...photos were not allowed in the galleries, unfortunately.

This retaining wall, probably built or perhaps re-built in the 1950s, caught our eye. It is made of the typical gray rocks of the region, and stacked without mortar. The manor is built into a south-facing hillside and terraces and retaining walls like this abound on the grounds. The whole thing was anchored by a huge boulder at the right that eluded the picture.

The view from the veranda includes this one of a lake, one of three that Cone built on the property and stocked with bass or trout. This is Bass Lake, and it can also be accessed from a street on the edge of the town of Blowing Rock, which is down there somewhere in all those trees. One reason Cone moved to the mountains and left his brother in Greensboro to run the business was his fragile health. He built 25 miles of carriage roads on this property, and a 20-minute loop walking trail. He was 40 when he began acquiring the land, and he was 51 when he died.

One writer notes that Cone allowed the 30 or so small farmers whose land he purchased to stay on, and he hired them as tenants to help run the estate. This rail fence is an outstanding example of the rail fences used throughout this region. Most of the Blue Ridge Parkway, a two-lane highway that is also a national park, is marked along its right-of-way with fences just like this.

These roses blooming on the terrace below the manor are a remnant of the vast plantings that Cone estab- lished. One writer on this web site notes:
"An avid orchardist, he supervised the planting of apple varieties that matured from June through November. He replaced any tree that was cut. He obtained the help and advice of his friend Gifford Pinchot, governor of Pennsylvania and a noted conservationist, in planting extensive white pine forests and hemlock hedges. His tenants grazed his sheep and took care of his nearly 20 milk cows.... Rose gardens, vegetable plots, boulders, mosses, and ferns surrounded Flat Top Mance. Miles of carriage roads, smoothed out to a point of flawlessness, invited the pleasures of an early morning walk or an afternoon ride. Within a short time, 10,000 apple trees produced 40,000 bushels of fruit in a favorable season."

This carriage house is a short walk from the manor. Today it houses some farm implements and carriages, as well as the public restrooms for visitors. The trails are used by equestrians...we sat in the shade of some trees nearby and noticed the evidence of recent horse travel.




Here the Blue Ridge Parkway crosses the Moses Cone Park on the north side, and a carriage trail goes under it. These stone arches are a signature of the Parkway--instantly recognizable wherever the Parkway crosses another road or thoroughfare. The arches really are works of architectural art, built painstakingly by workers in the Works Progress Administration and Civilian Conservation Corps programs that provided life-saving employment for thousands of Americans in the 1930s.


As we left the park and headed back to Blowing Rock, we paused to take a photo of this bicyclist who was studying the signs and consulting with someone on his cell phone. People ride bicycles up and down the parkway and the climb seems grueling enough to help one train for the Tour de France!

There are many better known and advertised attractions in the Blue Ridge, but we enjoyed this gem of a park that provides a window into how the rich lived in the latter half of the 19th century and early part of the 20th, while at the same time conserving and preserving part of the natural and cultural heritage of the region.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

The Reunion Quilt is in the Frame!

Yesterday the family reunion quilt was put into the quilting frame by the group that is quilting it--and letting me quilt with them. Today I worked for two hours and finished one block--some of the quilting on it is visible near the bottom of the picture. The others have been working on quilting the border and wanted me to finish a block so it could be the example--saves having to mark the whole quilt ahead of time. From this angle, no way can I get the whole quilt in the photo. The finished size will be 97 inches square! I hope we can be finished before snow is on the ground---meanwhile, as of today, 1 block down, 63 to go!

Saturday, July 17, 2010

More Flora of North Carolina

Before our North Carolina trip fades into the recesses of memory, I thought I'd post more photos. This set is about wild flowers and domestic crops we encountered. The next set will look at the marvelous garden plants we found in Blowing Rock. Everywhere we went, the roads and lanes were lined with mountain laurel and rhododendrons. I'm not an expert at telling them apart, but I think this may be the rosebay or "great" rhododendron. Or maybe not. But they are all spectacular.

This little composite, maybe some kind of black-eyed susan, was growing literally out of a rocky side of a mountain. The Blue Ridge is comprised of granite--not the reddish granite we know in Oklahoma or even in Colorado, but a slate gray granite that lurks beneath the very thin soils in these mountains.

At one scenic overlook masses of these cheerful yellow flowers were growing next to a thicket of blackberries. They appear to be St. John's Wort, which is an herb some people use for depression, so no wonder they looked cheery.


At another overlook on the Blue Ridge parkway we found these giant specimens of common milkweed. No butterflies yet, though.

As we moved into Yadkin County farm country in search of ancestral places, I saw my first field of tobacco growing. At first I though they were tall, skinny cabbages but then I looked at the big leaves and decided it had to be tobacco. What we noted was the sheer number of small tobacco fields in this area as farmers made the most use of the clearings in the forest--clearings that undoubtedly go back to the original settlers of the Carolinas in the 1700s.


Another common crop in this area was field corn, and we also saw many small wheat fields and even some alfalfa as well as lots of pasture. But we also saw a lot of this, which we think is some kind of cane, either molasses or sugar.

There were many fields like these, too. We aren't sure what this crop is. It grows low and is leafy like soybeans, but it doesn't quite look like soybeans. Since North Carolina is a major peanut growing state, we wondered if this was a peanut field. Still another crop we noted was Christmas trees. There were a lot of Christmas tree farms in the mountains and even in the Brushy Mountain area of Yadkin County. But all of the photos I tried to take of them are just a blur.
As we left the Yadkin area (then known as Surry County) where the McElyeas lived from 1787-1793 or so, as well as some of the Boones and Linvilles, we stopped at Belews Creek, now a lake, or a series of lakes, betweeb Stokes and Rockingham counties. Linville genealogy states that Thomas Linville, an ancestor of Norm's family, settled on Belews Creek for a time. We were able to find a boat ramp area to pull off and enjoy the shade and the sparkling water. This tree had littered the ground with these little black fruits. I think it is a wild black cherry.
After leaving Belews Creek, we ventured on into Caswell County, where the McElyeas acquired land grants as early as 1779. I'll elaborate on that more when I write another post.