It’s a jungle out there

I safely returned from a trip to Long Island where I encountered tailgaters, road rage ( I may have exhibited some myself) a burglar, hockey, shopping, movies and the love of friends and family. Whew. Quite an adventure. Now I am back home where I only need to think about bears and coyotes when I want to soak in the hot tub. Oh yes, since we leave in two weeks, we are dealing with getting things in order here planning for the 300 meals we will make and eat on Deal Island. Right now, setting up some sort of internet is the priority. We have time until we have to actually shop for our food. Then we only have to beware of timid, venomous white lipped snakes and a variety of skinks. But does a snake have lips??

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White-lipped snake

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Metallic skink

Rainbows of Seguin

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We are home and have had some time to reflect on the beauty of Seguin. Every day offered something different, skies, seas, wildlife, visitors and projects. The good thing is we find the same beauty in the mountains, skies and people that surround us in the Adirondacks and are happy to be home.

I have only just uploaded my camera photos. I was blogging entirely from my phone from Seguin because I left my computer ashore. The wonders of modern electronics. It held my photos, connections to family and friends, recipes, and knitting patterns.

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But Norton, can it core a apple?

Big seas, strong winds, I had a day of domestic bliss – of sorts. First I finished knitting the second mitten of a pair, proudly put them together and discovered the first was two inches longer than the second and the thumbs don’t exactly begin at the same place. Oops. So I ripped back and knit again. They are shocking anyway because I made them from scraps.

Next I discovered some beautiful apples just waiting to be picked. Waiting because they were so gnarly even the birds passed them by. But we haven’t been off the island to shop in two weeks and are out of fresh fruit so…they weren’t as bad as they looked. I made two mini pies, which were pretty tasty. The garden provided a nice salad.

Lastly, I was disappointed by the rider mower, which hasn’t been running since we got here. We have spent two days tinkering with it – checked and added oil, filled the battery with water and charged it, Tim cleaned the fuel filter, I cleaned the spark plug and air filter, tightened the starter and made a tiny adjustment on the carburetor. I got it to run and work for about a half hour and then it laid down and died. Maybe it’s time for a new battery. Now we get to mow with the rickety push mower again. One of our highlights is using the rider mower. Oh well.

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There’s no such thing as paradise

Every morning begins the same. Tim usually awakens first in our pristine bedroom. The view is beautiful out the window looking south to Mile Buoy. He gets up and makes coffee.

Night time is another story. There is a spontaneous appearance of moths. This happens regardless of whether we open or shut doors and windows. Come morning, they disappear as quickly as they arrived. And it’s pristine once again.
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Anticipation

We had to go ashore today to deal with lots of administrative PITA’s. The good news is that we may have sold our boat, bought land behind our house and arranged for new car insurance. We went to a library to print a power of attorney, contracts and insurance ID cards. Normal paperwork always becomes a small nightmare. We don’t have a printer or fax and can’t send mail from the lighthouse. Once again the internet pulls through. We printed all the attachments and headed to a local UPS store, where for exorbitant fees, we got a notary stamp and a few faxes.

We bought extra line for our whaler and tied it securely. We took everything that might get blown off in big winds off the boat. I saw more people today, preparing their boats for the storm, then i have seen all summer. Once again there’s this window of anticipation. it’s still nice out, skies are clear but we are expecting at least a tropical storm, with 65 mph winds. It will be a good test of all the repairs we did after the last nor’easter. We can only hope that the dinghy and whaler are still there when we need them.

At least these houses have been standing since the mid 1800’s. I’ve got movies, books and knitting to complete.

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Surge is here, now we are waiting for Earl

Couldn’t help a little hurricane speak. The weather is beautiful, sunny, hot, clear but the surge at our beach made our shopping trip an adventure. We pushed the dinghy out over 2 foot surf, then the seas were flat. This is the remnant of hurricane Danielle. On our return trip when we were laden with water jugs, paint cans, antifreeze, groceries and the lunch we ate ashore, we surfed into the rocky beach.

One of the reasons we went shopping today and ran all our errands was to hunker down for Hurricane Earl, which may bring gusty winds and high seas. We’ll see. In any case, we are well provisioned until we leave on Wednesday (weather permitting) and head to the lighthouse on Seguin for the month!!! Woohoo!

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We had another glorious sunset today. We said goodbye to the workers who have done a great job on the assistant keeper’s house. Doug even custom built a screen door for the porch on the keeper’s quarters and now we get a nice southerly breeze downstairs. We have some rainy day priming and painting to take care of this weekend.

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Windows and skies

After the storm last week, we heard a foghorn offshore and went out to see a coal ship entering Salem Harbor. While we checked the windows for leaks, we were able to follow it as it entered the harbor. I shot a video of it with our foghorn in the background that is here.

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There was another gorgeous pink and blue sunset tonight. We’ll enjoy the weather while we can. We’re expecting some strong winds due to Hurricane Earl later this week. We are at the end of our provisions as we anticipate moving off the island. I managed to crack all our remaining eggs this morning when I dropped the crate. I think they’ll be fine, they are just pre-cracked.

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Another rain day

So it’s clear that a gale keeps the local lobsterman home and off the water. It’s strange to see an empty harbor with no boats circling around their pots. We’re used to seeing fisherman from dawn to dark. There was only one motor boat yesterday and today. It had a serious pilot house but I don’t think it was the harbormaster. After hitting some pretty big waves, it turned around and tucked behind an island.

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For the first time all summer, we’ve had to remain indoors. This may be a preview of the weather (this actually may be nicer) we will encounter on Deal Island, Tasmania.

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  Our whaler is riding comfortably at its mooring and the dinghy is safely ashore.

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Tim’s working on indoor projects. I’m cooking and knitting for a change. Now we have to see if we can get ashore tomorrow for the Red Sox game and hope it doesn’t get rained out.

Rained in

How come you get snowed in and rained out? Today we are definitely rained in. The rain is blown sideways, wind gusts are 30 knots and waves are crashing on the rocks and beach. Certainly more excitement than I want to deal with in the rubber dinghy and 16′ boston whaler. So we are not going ashore to sing Elijah tonight and we’ll be home tomorrow as well. We have some indoor projects to tackle as well as some knitting, baking and movies to watch.  The buoy off the north point of the island is dancing

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Tucked in

We’re finally in for some bad weather after a mostly glorious summer. I’m glad I caulked the window in the assistant keeper’s house and Tim and I got most of the storm windows up and working, Friday. We drove back from Tanglewood today, went shopping, bought food, wine, water and cat food and had a wet, bouncy boat ride back. I was decked out in poor man’s foul weather gear – a black garbage bag that worked great. But now we are tucked safely inside and well provisioned. Shirley is sleeping on my lap.

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I have to prepare for our trip toTasmania, where we have to buy our three months food (and wine) once and have it shipped to the island to meet us. I hope to look at shopping lists of prior caretakers. I’ve been keeping track of how many pounds of flour, sugar, butter, eggs and milk we use. I don’t intend to eat as much meat, but will have plenty of pasta, rice and beans along. There’s a garden there, we’ve stocked up on powdered milk and I have a thermos to use when making yogurt on the stove. We may become the biggest losers!

Luci had to cancel her plans to visit us due to the weather and now I sort of hope it delivers what it promised – but is over in time for Tim and I to go the Red Sox game on Wednesday. We follow the weather daily. The earlier forecast had been for medium winds, then the storm was predicted and, with it, high seas, which is what really keeps us marooned here. We’ll see.

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