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If we were having coffee: Hippie edition

coffee2Guests bring good luck with them.

~ Turkish Proverb

Evening visitation.
Evening visitation.

If we were having coffee, I would be happy to see you again.  Welcome back!  Let’s go to the kitchen, pick up some beverages and a few snacks, and then make our way out to the porch where we can enjoy the view while we chat.

How are you?  What have you been up to this week?  Have you taken any good walks?  Gone on any trips?  Read any good books or watched any good films?  I finally finished reading The Casual Vacancy.  I am glad I made it through the beginning as the book did pick up, and the ending was a bit of a shock.  I’ll say no more in case you want to either read the book or watch one of the television versions.

Shades of green.
Shades of green.

Most of us are like [those] Zen tea bowls — uneven, cracked, imperfect.  And our harsh judge keeps wishing we were perfect.  The difference is the tea bowls are revered just as they are.

Our imperfections are a gift, the very qualities that make us unique.  If we make the shift to see them that way — we can value ourselves as the monks valued those tea bowls, just as we are.

~ Sue Bender, Everyday Sacred: A Woman’s Journey Home

I also finished Everyday Sacred: A Woman’s Journey Home.   It’s a small book that moseys along at a quiet pace.  It is filled with modest, everyday lessons, things we don’t always pay attention to until we stop rushing around from place to place or from thing to thing.

I am currently reading Holy Cow: An Indian Adventure.  I have always wanted to travel to India, and I think the closest I’ll get to that is through reading.  Armchair traveling, as they say.

Waiting for the sunflower.
Waiting for the sunflower.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that we finally got the Blu-ray player working and we watched the movie Peace, Love, & Misunderstanding.  I thoroughly enjoyed it, and couldn’t help thinking that I would love to be as cool a grandma as Jane Fonda’s character is in the film.  Maybe that’s because I always wanted to be a hippie, but missed the opportunity by a few years.  I don’t suppose that truly stopped me as I often have friends, family, and co-workers refer to me as a hippie or mention my tree-hugging hippie tendencies.  I take that as a compliment.

Someday.
Someday.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that we had a few days of rain this week.  I thoroughly enjoyed those, too.  The landscape went from a parched brown to lush and green.  It was nice to have a couple of days to get caught up on the indoor chores, and to just relax once in a while and watch the rain.  The birds seemed to be happy with the rain, too.  The Eastern Bluebirds, Indigo Buntings, and American Goldfinches have been lighting up the front lawn with their brilliant colors, chasing each other around the perches we have set up out there.

Rain garden.
Rain garden.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that you must stay until after sunset if you can.  The fireflies are magnificent right now, flashing in the trees and meadows.  M and I took a ride on Monday evening just to see them in the nearby woods and fields.  I was surprised (and maybe a little shocked) to find that there were no fireflies at all in the farm (wheat and corn) fields.  None.  But in the uncultivated meadows and woods, there are hundreds of thousands.  Probably millions.  It made me wonder what they are spraying in the fields that keeps the fireflies away.

Twisted.
Twisted.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I started working on a project that I’ve been meaning to work on for the past few years.  Planning for death and putting it together in a file with written instructions.  I think it would be good for my family to know my wishes when it comes to death, dying, and what I want done with my body when I die.  In case you’re wondering, it’s cremation for me and then, hopefully, someone will dig a big hole, pour my ashes in, and plant a tree.  Seems fitting for a tree-hugging hippie, don’t you think?  M and I kid about having Viking funerals (put me on a raft with combustibles and some of my worldly goods, push the raft out in the water, and set it on fire), but I suspect that wouldn’t be legal on a pond in Ohio (since I’d like to go back to Ohio).

Yesterday evening.
Yesterday evening.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that M and I finally made it to the Hide Away Grill for the first time this season.  They opened on May 9th, and we’ve been talking about going since we heard they were open again.  As you can see, it was cloudy, but we did get glimpses of sunshine occasionally while we were there.

Lobster roll.
Lobster roll.

I had the lobster roll, which is a new item on their menu.  It was delicious.  The dill aioli was light and wonderful, and did not overpower the lobster.  M had the soft shell crab.  There were vegetables (in the form of mixed greens salads) and we split the onion rings (and still didn’t manage to finish them).

A look out over Tangier Sound before leaving the Hide Away Grill.
A look out over Tangier Sound before leaving the Hide Away Grill.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that the remodeling of the guest bathroom, formerly known at the duck dynasty throne room, is almost finished.  We’re still waiting on some parts for the toilet that were missing.  I hope they get here soon.  We have family coming to visit at the end of the month.  I am sure we can manage with one fully functioning bathroom if we must, but it would be much easier on all concerned if there are two.  (While I was proofreading this post, M went to get the mail and hurrah!  The parts are here.)

Yucca blooms.
Yucca blooms.

If we were having coffee, I would tell you that I read something this morning that blew my mind.

If the doors of perception were cleansed every thing would appear to man as it is, Infinite.  For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.

~ William Blake

Imagine.  Cleansing the doors of perception.  Wow.  (Since this is the Hippie Edition, perhaps I should have gone with “far out, man.”)  I don’t know why I had such a strong reaction to it, but there it is.  Wow.  Maybe it’s because I’ve been meditating more regularly lately, and I’m open to the idea of cleansing the doors of perception.

Reflections in the garden.
Reflections in the garden.

If we were having coffee, I would suggest we go for a walk before you leave.  It has been cloudy with a few brief sunny spells today so it’s a little warm and muggy, but not too bad.  We can walk out to the garden and, if you can stay until dark, watch the fireflies.  I’ve been thinking and dreaming about expanding the garden.  Maybe you will have a few suggestions or some advice, any and all of which would be welcome to this novice gardener.

Thank you so much for joining me for another coffee chat.  Wishing you a wonderful and wonder-filled weekend.

Oh, look!  Looks like we'll have at least one sunflower blooming soon.
Oh, look! Looks like we’ll have at least one sunflower blooming soon.

Be good, be kind, be loving.  Just Be.  🙂

In the wheat field.
In the wheat field.

This post is in response to Part Time Monster’s #WeekendCoffeeShare.  Put on the kettle, start the coffee maker, open a bottle of wine, or whatever your preference is, and join us.  I’d love to hear all about what you were up to this week.

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Robin is a photographer, artist, writer, wife, sometime poet, mom, grandma, daughter, sister, friend, and occasional traveler currently living on the Eastern Shore of Maryland. She finished a 365 commitment to get outside every day in 2011, and has turned it into a lifelong commitment taking one or more walks each day. Robin will continue to share her walks through her words and images on Breezes at Dawn. Older posts can be found at Life in the Bogs, her previous blog. Robin and her husband are in the midst of renovating the house and property they refer to as the Wabi-Sabi Ranch, 35 acres that include marsh, a dock on a tidal creek, meadows, and woodlands. Every day brings new discoveries.

34 thoughts on “If we were having coffee: Hippie edition

  1. William Blake blows my mind on a regular basis…I don’t know what source of information that guy was tapped into, but he was definitely informed by something that most of us mere mortals will never see except in tiny passing glances.

    The lobster roll looks delicious…and so do those onion rings.

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    1. I suppose we’ll just have to be thankful for those tiny passing glimpses, David, and for people like Blake who were able to tap into the Great Whatever.

      The lobster roll was surprisingly good. I would have expected something like that in Maine rather than Maryland (where it’s all about the crab).

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      1. In my neck of the woods, it’s bay shrimp rolls. But what’s funny is that they still call it a lobster roll…and then tell you that it’s with shrimp instead. I’m sure this makes sense to someone, somewhere.

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        1. That made me snort-laugh because I’ve had things that were misnamed for reasons that escaped me but must have made sense to those who named them. Maybe they think the shrimp tastes like lobster?

          It is soft shell crab season here, and I can’t bring myself to eat it. They are often served as sliders with the claws sticking out the sides of the bun. Looks a little like a spider on a bun (or plate). The first time I ordered a crab slider here I didn’t realize it was going to be an entire crab sitting on a bun.

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      1. True!! How funny, this reminds me…my mom was getting her masters in photography at Indiana University. I was a toddler at the time and Ioved the fireflies during the summer. She took a Polaroid of me catching fireflies that became a fave of hers in her portfolio of the family. 🙂 So, maybe try a Polaroid and a second subject! 🙂

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  2. I think I would really like the Hide Away Grill! Not just the food looks delicious but so does the building and their surroundings, cloudy or not!

    Fireflies. You reminded me of the first time I ever saw them. That will be a blog post one day this week, I think!

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    1. It’s a wonderful place, Corina. It’s in the middle of nowhere, and I don’t think it would be easy to find unless you’re from the area. The local folks will tell you, “Oh, it’s on the road to Rumbley.” Fortunately, we looked at a house in Rumbley when we were looking for a place to live here so we happen to know the road to Rumbley.

      I’m looking forward to reading about your firefly memories. 🙂

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  3. I like you as a hippy! I saw that movie recently too and also feel I want to be like Jane Fonda’s character – or Jane Fonda herself really! Loved it!! Re ‘The Doors to Perception’ [that’s the poem, did you know, that ‘The Doors’ took their name from – he was deep for such a young man that Jim Morrison!] I love Blake – he can make me go dizzy from the speed at which his words transport me to the infinite. Isn’t it amazing how a few simple words strung together can take you to such a deep place? Have you read Aldous Huxley? His book ‘The Doors Of Perception’ took its title from ‘The Marriage of Heaven and Hell’. Huxley was very influential for me in the 60’s – even though I didn’t understand most of what he said 🙂

    The food looks great, the place looks wild – what a week you have had! The most I can say is I had to do a bit of cleaning after 24 hours of torrential rain that soaked my ‘conservatory’ but flooded out a part of the city not 20 metres from my door! Talk about being fortunate!!

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    1. Well, I just learned a lot from you, Pauline! I love it that you bring all this information with you when you come to visit. I have not read Aldous Huxley but do have a few of his books on my shelf (passed down — or is that up? — from my youngest son who is way ahead of me). I need to move one or two up the stack.

      So glad you have not been flooded. We had an amazing downpour this afternoon. Over half an inch of rain in less than ten minutes. Watching from indoors, it was like standing behind a waterfall. We could hardly see anything beyond the rain.

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  4. Oh such a lovely visit to your world and your week. Those photos are fabulous. Our fireflies don’t usually show up for another month or so, but it’s always a cause for celebration when the first one arrives. Wishing you a happy week, and perhaps in your hippy persona this could be the summer you wear flowers in your hair. I think that would be lovely.

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    1. Thank you so much, Deborah. I like the idea of wearing flowers in my hair. I have some small visitors (granddaughters) coming to visit in a few weeks. Maybe we’ll all wear flowers in our hair. Thank you for the suggestion. 🙂

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  5. That lobster roll looks so good and I don’t really eat lobster all that much (shellfish is hard for me to digest) but it looks fresh and yummy! The bay view looks wonderful, too.
    Is your garden in sun or shade? In sun, I’d go with long-blooming flowers, like coreopsis and coneflower, and various textures of foliage, big & small, variegated, etc. I expect you need deer resistant as well.
    Love your photos of sunflowers to be, they look lit from within.
    I’ve seen a few fireflies, but it is still early yet for us, maybe another week or two. It has also been unusually cool. When it warms up, more will come out. My bed is next to the window, so I can watch them before I fall asleep. 🙂

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    1. Most of the garden is in the sun, Eliza. A small part of it is shaded by the cherry tree. I did plant some coneflowers this year. I do need to add some foliage for color and textures. I don’t think the deer bother with the garden. I haven’t done anything to keep them out. Every now and then a rabbit will nibble, but even they don’t take too much (so far). We leave them plenty to eat elsewhere (and they really seem to enjoy the patch of clover I leave unmowed just for them).

      I love the idea of being able to watch the fireflies while drifting off to sleep. 🙂

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      1. Just some ideas: Larkspur and coreopsis are long-blooming and like sun. Geranium lancastriense, G. ‘Johnson’s Blue’ and similar are nice as well. Foxglove bloom for about 6 weeks in late spring in my garden, Rudbeckia fulgida go nearly 2 mos. in late summer. Artemisias have silver foliage and grasses add nice texture. Have fun!

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  6. Your photos as ever are gorgeous! I think I may try Sue Bender’s Every Day Sacred–it talks about that critical voice–Is there advice on dealing with that in it? In any event, that lobster roll reminds me of Maine last summer–and I can’t eat crabs either–they’re like the goats of the sea and look like spiders (I HAVE tasted crab cakes on occasion when someone fixes them, but I’m not a fan…) I think Huxley’s Doors of Perception had to do with drugs, if I recall the book correctly, but of course, it’s Huxley, so there are all sorts of nuggets. Maybe best to stick with Blake, who did seem to have a connection to the one-ness of creation–have you seen those paintings he did? Wowsers!

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    1. I did, Lisa, when I looked him up a few days. Wowsers is right!
      Sue Bender does give some advice on dealing with the critical voice, and an interesting take on what’s behind it. 🙂
      And yes, crabs do look like spiders! Especially the soft shell crabs.

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  7. If we were having coffee, I would tell you how happy I am that you shared William Blake’s words – so very true, words that I must try to remember. Perhaps even do some research about him to find more words to remember.
    If we were having coffee, I would tell you that yes, I’ve read some interesting books, more of my Bookbub free or nearly free selections – the most recent being one named Red Clover – too bad I don’t recall the author’s name. I have started Jennifer Weiner’s Fly Away Home now. As you can see, I tend towards light reading – a form of escape I guess.
    Movies? Not so much. I did finish streaming Netflix’ series Grace and Frankie (or is it Frankie and Grace?) with Jane Fonda and Lily Tomlin. I enjoyed it and hope they make more episodes of it. I’ve added the movie Peace, Love and Misunderstanding to my Netflix DVD queue. Thank you for mentioning it. This week’s movie is Interstellar, which I might watch tonight since there is nothing on TV these days that I care about.
    I have been enjoying walkabouts in my yard – this late spring, summer approaching time is just so perfect. I have finally gotten my watering system for the slope beds completed to my satisfaction. Those areas the sprinkler system doesn’t cover are sometimes problematic for lazy folks like me.
    Thank you for the coffee, the snacks, the visions in your yard and the conversation, but I must go now. My yard needs mowing and I want to finish it before the heat of the day sets in since today is going to near 90 degrees.

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    1. So glad you could stop by and chat, Carol. My yard needs mowing, too, and I’ve put it off today which was not a good idea because there is rain coming tonight. I didn’t realize that or I would have done it.
      I looked for Grace and Frankie on Netflix, but no luck finding it. Perhaps it’s not on DVD just yet? Hmmm… I looked that up and it was supposed to be out on DVD in May. We can’t stream here. Well, we could but it would eat up our monthly bytes in a big hurry and sometimes the satellite connection is slow and intermittent.
      I need to look into Blake some more, too. 🙂

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  8. Love those photos! They’re so calming—-nature photography is like that, I suppose.

    If I’d been born at a different time, I would probably have been a hippie, myself. Perhaps not the dirty hippie variety, but certainly a hippie of sorts. 🙂

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  9. I’d love to see your fireflies. I remember seeing them in Pa when I was 5/6 and they were like magic. I tell my kids about them now and they can’t imagine them, which I can understand. Little flies that light-up. They sound like fairies, don’t they? I remember my jaw dropping when I saw them. Incredible.

    Your lobster roll looks amazing. Enough to make me drool. You eat at the best places.

    Enough of my ramblings. What I wanted to say was – “You’re my favourite hippie!” :):):)

    N xxx

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    1. I’ve always thought that they are fairies, Nickie. They’re just disguised as fireflies. 😀

      What a coincidence! You’re my favourite hippie! :):):)

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