Meredith Kendall's Blog, page 130

Toro y Moi

Listening to Toro y Moi, psychedelic melodies, low-fi chill. Perfect music for dreaming and writing.

Not much to do outside: no shoveling, no mowing, no gardening. It's good walking weather, Fluff and I will do that in a bit. Also good weather to write and edit. Not too cold for my writing porch. Just right.

Fluff and I are going to walk along Range Pond today, catch some Vit D and cosmic energy waves. Or particles. They could probably be both, or either. Depending on what you expect.

See? Told you Toro is good for dreaming. 

lacrosse

Yesterday we had a big wet snowstorm; 10 inches of slushy snow. Today it was 50 degrees and I took the dog for a walk. We walked around the pond on campus, to see what the melting snow revealed. We saw soggy gloves and socks, crunched beer cans, and food wrappers.
I heard a loudspeaker and cheering, so we walked up the hill to see what was going on. Found a lacrosse game. How did they get the field cleared off so fast? 
It was sunny, but there was a cold wind. I wore winter boots, jacket, wool scarf, and gloves. These athletes were running around in short sleeves and bare legs! Spectators were huddled against the wind, shouting at the refs and cheering the players. 
The women wore goggles and mouth guards, which gave them kind of a spooky appearance. They ran around with their sticks in the air, and sometimes fell and rolled on the ground. Sometimes they clicked their sticks together. They whirled the ball through the air and scooped it off the ground. They smacked or bounced it into the goal. Home team won: 12 to 7.

new book

New post: new book.

People keep asking for my next book. Someone asked to edit it. The requests and messages have really piled up lately.

Ok ok OK!

I finished it last fall, and did some editing over Christmas break. Now it's April. I'm editing again, and meeting with an editor in 2 weeks.

I waited. I wanted some time to pass between writing and editing. Publishing and selling a book is expensive and a lot of work. Once I send it to be published, I know all that marketing has to be done. So that's held me back. But now, now seems the time to go forward.

It's cold but sunny. Sunshine is streaming in the windows, and reflecting from the snow onto the walls and ceilings. Snow is falling from tree branches and turning to slush on the driveway.

I'm sitting in my porch office, windows all around; lots of light. It's a good day. A good site to write. In the light.

new snow

New post: new snow. We got about 10 inches yesterday. It was wet and heavy, the temps right around freezing.

I heard snow thunder down the roof in the night. Icy chunks slid down the metal roof and crashed into the snow below. This morning the branches and eaves are dripping with melt.

The air is fresh, the new snow a pretty ground-cover. Daffodils valiantly poking above the blanket of snow, striving to open their yellow faces.

April Fool

Just when you were thinking of daffodils and gardening. Just when you could sit on the deck again on a sunny afternoon. Just when you put away the salt and shovels.

Another storm. A good old Nor'Easter. We're getting wet heavy snow, perhaps a foot. It's sticking to every branch, every mailbox, outlining every detail on my summerhouse. It's pretty.

Welcome back, Winter.

Patrick Dempsey Center for Cancer Hope & Healing

profits to the Center.... please consider a purchase or donation.

The money raised supports free support services for people with cancer. There are so many wonderful loving people on amazing life journeys, associated with this magical place.

This is a place of hope.

garden

Ready to garden, but the garden is not ready for me.

I have seeds, tubers, tools, and cabin fever. I want to dig in rich moist earth. I want to make straight rows with my hoe, drop in the seeds, and cover them over with just the right depth of dirt. I will trace reiki symbols over the rows.

I want to check the beds every day, in anticipation of sprouts.

Cucumber, zucchini, and pumpkin tendrils will curl over the edges of the raised beds. Carrots will dig in. Beans will flourish. I will leave bags of vegies on neighbors' steps.

Now all I need is some warmth. It's still temps in the teens here. Snow and ice cover the garden. I see tips of crocuses and daffodils, but the ground is still frozen, waiting. So I wait. I look at garden catalogs, marveling at the color.

Garden dreams.

Maine Whoopie Pie

1067 pounds!

The massive Whoopie Pie at the Maine Mall weighed in at 1067. In this corner, weighing over half a ton.... the Giant Maine Whoopie Pie...

You know how the filling is usually Crisco and sugar? Well I like the marshmallow fluff filling, or butter cream frosting. Or cream cheese.

As for the cake- chocolate. Oh pumpkin and spice are good, but chocolate is best.

Yum.

Medieval Birthday Party

So wow,the party was so much fun. There were queens, Druids, assassins, fairies, monks, fortune tellers,  and a butterfly.  Kathi was a queen, dressed in gold and black, a dress she sewed herself.   There was a nearly naked man. He wore a leafy garland on his head and a big fig leaf you know where. Mary was a woodland nymph, or perhaps a spring sprite.
 Each room had a different theme. One room had a giant dragon swooping in from the ceiling and a sword in a stone. It was a real sword, of wood and metal, and Jeff made it. It was sunk into a stone fountain, with colored lights and mist. Another room had stone and golden walls. Another room was the forest, with green glowing lights, garlands, and trees. The butterfly was frequently seen here. 
The birthday man made a beautiful speech about the importance of family and friends. He said that relationships are the threads that make up the tapestry of life. Something like that. It was quite moving.
He requested pie rather than birthday cake. There were apple, blueberry, and cherry pies. I tried them all. Yum. Cherry was the best. 

Giant Massive Huge Whoopie Pie at the Maine Mall

Yup, today is the day. Reportedly over 1000 pounds. Am I there? Am I at the Maine Mall with a thousand shoppers and hundreds of Giant Whoopie fans?

I was so tempted. And so lazy.

Did you go?