•May 21, 2016 • 2 Comments
It has been an honor and a privilege to be part of the team bringing the Ruth Starr Rose exhibition to Easton, where the artworks of a strong, progressive woman 86 years ago are as alive and meaningful to our community today as ever.
On Thursday, Florence Sherwood of Talbot County marched up the steps of the Armory into the exhibit looking for a photograph. Of course we knew exactly what photograph she was talking about. Listen to her story here, of the day 59 years ago that some 30 people from the tiny African American Talbot County villages of Copperville and Longwoods were invited for a tour of the White House by President and Mamie Eisenhower.
Florence was 15 at the time of her visit, the same age that Ruth Starr Rose was when she arrived on the Eastern Shore of Maryland from Wisconsin at the turn of the last century. Rose was as wide-eyed at the culture and world she found here as Florence and her group must have been at the White House in 1957.
Journal – Meet Florence Sherwood</a> from <a href=”https://vimeo.com/user28671246″>Kathy
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•May 2, 2016 • 11 Comments
What is it?
And now that our friendly neighbor Janet Hammed has successfully identified the photo above as a bag of 12 hot crabs sold for $30 by our friends at Chesapeake Landing/Bay Hundred Seafood, I’m happy to report that the first half dozen of the year were as delicious as I expected. Bring it on, 2016!
•April 12, 2016 • 9 Comments
…a couple sturdy legs.
Zip tore through two her two back knees. Surgery pending. YUGE success expected!
•February 19, 2016 • 5 Comments
Don’t forget and leave your oysters in shallow water that empties during low tides in the cold freeze of winter. When oysters are covered with water and freeze, they’re ok.
But when out of water and exposed to freezing air? They die.
I walked out this morning to take a close look at frozen Harris Cove, and spied our oyster cage lying in the mud. Ruh roh.
These were sturdy young triploids, grown by Johnny Oyster Seed and placed in our simple cylinder in the fall. Typically, we take them to deeper water for the winter. Looks like (the big “we”) forgot to move them this year. Bummer!
This single oyster, on the other hand, will probably live. It’s been standing up out of the mud, but is encased in ice.
Looks like we blew it this year.
•February 13, 2016 • 3 Comments
So, we were doing our annual Valentine creation fest (we miss you Patti) today at the Village Hall (miss you too, Martha/Jim, Sarah/Phil, Judy/Jack, Kirke) in spite of the freezing cold because: Claiborne. (Thanks for the pizza!)
Of course, we weren’t ALL making Valentines…
I spied this small card sitting neatly on the deep windowsill near the PO Boxes.
I opened it.
I said “Hey? Anybody know about this?”
And Pat replied, “oh yeah, we’re just not sure who it belongs to….”