The checks in the mail...

Whatever it takes

...now to receive the "check" all you need is a mailbox.  We don't have a mailbox, there are none here in the little set of buildings we live in, but the post office is just across the road, so we have a P O Box.
  Some people just put up plain old black or silver mailboxes on a wooden post.  That isn't pleasing to some more inventive people, with some art skills too I guess.  So what I have here is a mere sample of the photos on Google Image, but they're different enough to sort of stand out.  The mannequin, headless, is all one person needed for a start.  We also have a boathouse, a bicycle rider and a little grass shack.

If you receive your mail by boat.

"A little grass shack in Hawaii" , that's not in Hawaii (just the song)



Just put it where the sun don't shine



You can get there from here.....

On the way in

...but it will take a little longer.  Recently the blimp Hanger 1 Vodka while flying from Canada, where it was made, to Orlando Florida took a small break.  One of the trucks traveling with the blimp needed repairs.  As a result the blimp landed at the small airstrip in Lincoln Maine.  The weather at the time was kind of miserable; wet and cool.
  After two days the truck was fixed, and the weather turned sunny and warmer (one day only) so the crew took advantage and lifted off.  Shortly after departure from Lincoln the weather rapidly deteriorated becoming foggy and wet and cold; the blimp had to land, this time at a small strip in Pittsfield Maine; they had traveled about sixty miles, or less.
  Four days later the weather turned better for a couple of days and the blimp left Pittsfield and headed south.
  We haven't heard from it since, but I think they made it to their destination.

leaving, the blimp is 150 feet long and 60 feet high.



On the ground with it's mast, or tether, the mast travels on one of the trucks.

Here's a note on yesterday's entry:  The Nash Island sheep's wool is highly prized because it is constantly "washed" by the fog, therefore it's impecably clean.  Isn't that nice to know?

Nash Island Sheep

Sheep with a view

The following is from the Bangor Daily News of 6/6/11:
The hundreds of islands dotting Maine's coast have been home to sheep for centuries, causing the name Ram Island to be used more than once.
  During the first week in June for more than 100 years, Addison community members gather to shear the sheep.
  Early Saturday morning, a flotilla of boats left the Addison dock for the short trip to Big Nash Island.
Among the three dozen passengers on board were a lawyer, a financial officer, a midwife, a blueberry farmer, a physicians' assistant, a gaggle of enthusiastic teenagers and an opera singer from Boston.  "This is magical, just magical", Seth Joy of Swan's Island said of the day of shearing.  It was Joy's third year participating in the annual event. "It's like stepping into the past.  This is the way it has always been - community, work, food, and, of course, laughter."
  Eleni and Alfie Wakeman of Addison own the 75 acre island and a diverse farm in Addison.  "Every year I am terrified that no one will show up," Eleni admitted. "But they do.  It's that magic again."
  The worker - all volunteers - had packed a small generator to power the electric shears, burlap bags to hold the precious fleece, and food enough for a small army.  Big Nash is a barren island - dotted by rocks, carpeted in thick grass and wild iris, with not a single tree in sight.  Just off the landing beach of stone is a three room cabin and along one shore a series of pens....

In my words now:
  The opera singer from Boston is stationed at one end of the island.  When she sings a very high pitched verse from one of the operas, the hope is all of the sheep will rush to the other end of the island, where they can be caught.  It worked like a charm, except the one partially deaf sheep, let's call him Larry, who runs up to the singer.  He was confused by the noise and thought it was his mother bleating for him.  And then one of the volunteers, a volunteer fireman, ran to the scene thinking he could see "the siren of the sea".

catching up and holding



All together now...



But, I don't need a haircut...



the final act, shearing



Tehachapi Pete needs help!

  Ol' Tehachapi needs your help, after two years the old guy has run out of things to talk about.  He really isn't eager to travel for awhile.  You can email him, just go to the bottom of this entry and click on the envelope with an arrow in it, it's right after the word "comments".  Give him a hand, there's not a lot going in on in Medford, which the new census reveals now has 283 people, it's really grown!
  Give him some ideas and he will spring into action like a flea finding a new dog.

Thanks for you help.

Icelandic Sheep

The morning meeting - click

  There are several farms in Maine that specialize in the fiber from Icelandic Sheep, the product (and the animals) are worth a good look.  The fiber, and resulting yarn, is in three natural colors.  The colors are the same colors as the sheep in a given flock, no dyes are used.  I think those sheep really like it in Maine too.  After two deployments to Iceland while in the Navy, I got a good look at some of the hostile to animals rocky land, other places in Iceland have lush grassy areas, and happier sheep!

In their environment, it's a good day

One of the daddies - click



Yarn from the flock, who had haircuts



Selling the products, the local way

Part of the Farmers Market in Portlands' Deering Oaks Park

  In a lot of Maine towns and cities the Farmers Market is a weekly event, maybe one day a week, often three or four days a week.  The markets, open to Maine grown or raised products, are a great source of food for a lot of us.  We go to the markets or farm stands often, during the warmer months when fresh veggies are available.  The farmers sell, veggies, meat, cheese, fruit, flowers and items that have been preserved like jams and jellies.  Often someone is there to sell fresh baked goods too.  Many farmers take food stamps too.
  Another way farmers sell locally is "Community Supported Gardens"; a person can pay in the spring for goods to be grown during the season.  If a full share is $200, you may be able to buy a half share.  When the crops are harvested you go and pick up your share of each of them.  It helps the farmer to buy supplies, and it "pays" the share holder with good, fresh food. 
  Many of the farms are organic but there are 'regular' farmers too (who use chemical fertilizers and insecticides) it's your choice.

Fresh veggies. Don't they look good?

Flowers are popular items.  This is a farm stand

Celebration at the Bath Farmers Market

Horses and Cashmere

Norwegian Fjord horses at play

    Mandala Farm in coastal Maine specializes in Fjord horses and Cashmere goats, all beautiful animals, they also grow some veggies, and hay for the animals.
   Those horses are either ridden or used for working, very versatile critters, Cashmere goats are raised for their hair, or wool, and are shorn every year.  All in all it's a busy farm, with special attention given to the animals who earn their keep.

A Cashmere goat, he's been rolling around.

A Fjord at work, things are done the old way.

On the way to work in good company. - click to enlarge