Meredith Kendall's Blog, page 126
April 24, 2011
Happy Easter!
Woke up at 6 and it was sunny! Fluff and I climbed a mountain. It was foggy up there. I ate a Cadbury egg on top, to celebrate Easter. On top was all granite, lichen, grass and dripping conifers. Couldn't see the views: too foggy.Next we walked around the pond on campus. The gardens are clipped, raked, and freshly mulched. Ready to spring to spring forth.
Then we found a new place, a path along the river. Thanks, Neil, for the directions. There was a sandy beach, driftwood, cliffs, and fast cold water.
April 23, 2011
chaos
Does it feel like the world is in chaos?
Find your center, a place of love & light.
Find your center, a place of love & light.
April 22, 2011
iBook: iPad, iPod, iTouch ~ Reiki Nurse
It's here! Reiki Nurse is now available on your iPad, iPod, and iTouch.
Click here: Reiki Nurse.
$2.99 ~ cheap!
Click here: Reiki Nurse.
$2.99 ~ cheap!
Stealing cars with tow truck
Did you hear about the guy who foiled the attempted car theft? Yeah, I heard it on the radio this morning.
Dude was sitting in Dunkin Donuts with his buddies. He's a tow truck driver, and his buddies are too. He sees a rogue tow truck, no sign, pull into a driveway. He approaches, they act fishy, they take off running and he chases them. He's running, on the phone with his entourage, they call the cops and join the chase. He gets tired, jumps in the cop car. They catch the bad guys.
So all the tow truck drivers are like, yay! Girls start calling him Spider Man. He's on the radio.
He's a Maine hero.
Dude was sitting in Dunkin Donuts with his buddies. He's a tow truck driver, and his buddies are too. He sees a rogue tow truck, no sign, pull into a driveway. He approaches, they act fishy, they take off running and he chases them. He's running, on the phone with his entourage, they call the cops and join the chase. He gets tired, jumps in the cop car. They catch the bad guys.
So all the tow truck drivers are like, yay! Girls start calling him Spider Man. He's on the radio.
He's a Maine hero.
April 19, 2011
The Porcupine House
Just read The Porcupine House, by Andrew Flint.
It is a beautiful, dreamy, poetic book. Booklet, really, it's quite short.
Available from Lulu.
It is a beautiful, dreamy, poetic book. Booklet, really, it's quite short.
Available from Lulu.
Maine labor mural
Government speech or free speech? Can the state purchase art, and then display it in a closet? Or perhaps this is censorship.
Can the Governor remove art because he doesn't agree with his perception of it's message?
So far, yes he can. He said the mural supports labor, and he supports business. So the mural is gone. Where? We don't know, and we are the people of the State of Maine, the people who purchased the art.
The case has gone to court. We shall see.
Can the Governor remove art because he doesn't agree with his perception of it's message?
So far, yes he can. He said the mural supports labor, and he supports business. So the mural is gone. Where? We don't know, and we are the people of the State of Maine, the people who purchased the art.
The case has gone to court. We shall see.
April 17, 2011
Paris, Maine
Last night I finished a second edit on my new book.
Today I took it to an editor in Paris, Maine. What a beautiful old town: gorgeous views of mountains, 200 year-old mansions, lakes and streams. I saw a pasture with a dozen llamas, a pottery studio, and the Celebration Barn Theatre- a place to study juggling, tumbling, and mime.
Next stop: Norway, Maine.
Today I took it to an editor in Paris, Maine. What a beautiful old town: gorgeous views of mountains, 200 year-old mansions, lakes and streams. I saw a pasture with a dozen llamas, a pottery studio, and the Celebration Barn Theatre- a place to study juggling, tumbling, and mime.
Next stop: Norway, Maine.
Maine adventure
Found a stream in my basement this morning.
It rained hard last night, and the wind blew fierce.
I have the wet vac, but haven't used it. Poured a little bleach into the stream and mopped it up. Set out on my adventures. First stop: the office for an hour of work. Had papers to grade.
Then I enlisted the assistance of Myrtle, my GPS. We were off to Norway/South Paris: Myrtle, Fluffy, & me. We drove through small towns and bare woods. It seemed like we kept climbing.
Suddenly there was the campus of a private school. Old brick buildings, a track, a modern building, and lawns. It was smack in the middle of frickin' nowhere. If I were a rich teenager from Massachusetts and my parents brought me here I'd be: NOOOOOOooooooooo! Help! I'm in the middle of frickin' nowhere!!!!
There was a lot of flooding from the storm: ponds in yards and raging streams. I stopped beside a surging stream and took pics. The noise and power were overwhelming.
I found Paris Hill: stunning 360 degree views of mountaintops. I could see the White Mountains of New Hampshire. There were old mansions. Again, in the middle of frickin' nowhere, this beautiful old settlement.
My destination turned out to be a mansion. Built in 1826, the owner told me. Just 1/3 of the house would be a big house. It looked like an original colonial, an addition with a 2-storey sunporch, and another addition. Also a big old barn.
The owner had let me know that she wanted to edit my next book. OK! I brought it. I could tell she would rather read it than talk to me. Twenty minutes later I was saying goodbye.
Next stop: Norway.
It rained hard last night, and the wind blew fierce.
I have the wet vac, but haven't used it. Poured a little bleach into the stream and mopped it up. Set out on my adventures. First stop: the office for an hour of work. Had papers to grade.
Then I enlisted the assistance of Myrtle, my GPS. We were off to Norway/South Paris: Myrtle, Fluffy, & me. We drove through small towns and bare woods. It seemed like we kept climbing.
Suddenly there was the campus of a private school. Old brick buildings, a track, a modern building, and lawns. It was smack in the middle of frickin' nowhere. If I were a rich teenager from Massachusetts and my parents brought me here I'd be: NOOOOOOooooooooo! Help! I'm in the middle of frickin' nowhere!!!!
There was a lot of flooding from the storm: ponds in yards and raging streams. I stopped beside a surging stream and took pics. The noise and power were overwhelming.
I found Paris Hill: stunning 360 degree views of mountaintops. I could see the White Mountains of New Hampshire. There were old mansions. Again, in the middle of frickin' nowhere, this beautiful old settlement.
My destination turned out to be a mansion. Built in 1826, the owner told me. Just 1/3 of the house would be a big house. It looked like an original colonial, an addition with a 2-storey sunporch, and another addition. Also a big old barn.
The owner had let me know that she wanted to edit my next book. OK! I brought it. I could tell she would rather read it than talk to me. Twenty minutes later I was saying goodbye.
Next stop: Norway.
April 16, 2011
chronic pain
Awful. I had lower back pain for almost 2 years.
Hard to stand, walk, sit... OK, pretty much everything. Some mornings I rolled out of bed and crawled down the stairs, the pain was that bad.
Tincture of time, gentle movement, ice, fab massage therapist, wonderful chiropractor, rest, muscle relaxants, physical therapy, reiki.... slowly it improved.
I've been writing about it in my new book. Not sure of the title, any suggestions?
Hard to stand, walk, sit... OK, pretty much everything. Some mornings I rolled out of bed and crawled down the stairs, the pain was that bad.
Tincture of time, gentle movement, ice, fab massage therapist, wonderful chiropractor, rest, muscle relaxants, physical therapy, reiki.... slowly it improved.
I've been writing about it in my new book. Not sure of the title, any suggestions?
