Now that the weather is getting nicer and not cold and dreary, the people are out in full force enjoying what the area has to offer.
For example, today, Saturday 19 May 2012, there is a 10 mile garage sale at Skowhegan. This consists of a stretch of road in Skowhegan, and including all the little side roads, where people put out their stuff in one continuous garage sale. Apparently it is an annual event, and the family that lives across the hall from us has gone to it. They love garage sales, but I do not know where they put all the stuff they come home with because their apartment is as small as ours and stuffed to the gills with things and when I go over there for anything, I feel claustrophobic due to the small amount of space there. I guess that means that we live sparingly or sparsely – whichever applies – or perhaps compared to them, we are actually camping out in this apartment and have never really moved in. Well, we did not bring much stuff with us to live here and whatever I purchased for the winter, (except the bubblegum pink Michelin Man coat from LLBean) was taken to the missionary conference to be recycled and used by someone else who may need it. So we are back down to the minimum of belongings that we arrived with. On the move to Keene, or to Arizona, whatever does not fit in the car gets to stay here or sent by USPS back home. Hopefully we will not have a postage bill but will find a place for everything.
On our drives through town, I have seen a few groundhogs running through grass or crossing the road. When we lived in Pennsylvania, in Scalp Level, our neighbor Mike Koval, used to sit at his kitchen window with a loaded gun and he used to pick off the ground hogs that invaded his garden. They were well fed and quite fat but I think he just threw their bodies into the creek. I just hope that he did not eat them. To my taste buds that is way up there with eating possum or squirrel or muskrat. I have eaten Kangaroo, turtle, most kinds of shellfish, prawns, sashimi (raw fish in Japan), cuttlefish, octopus and many other things that did not eat me first, and the only thing I could not bring myself to eat was a smoked prepared fish specialty for a festival in Japan. The sunken in eyes of that fish were more than I could handle. In the paper daily there are pictures of people who caught big fish, or shot turkeys. The turkey pictures are mostly of children who shot their first turkey. I wonder if they eat them?
Last night we were invited to a member’s home and she served a type of stir fry made up of lots of soy sauce, rice, carrots, scrambled egg and onion served with Ploye. Ploye is a pancake looking item made of buckwheat. Next weekend, on Saturday, we have been invited by Anne and her son Alexander to go with them to Boothbay to a Lobster restaurant where the Lobstermen bring the catch in, and the animal is steamed right there and we can eat it – talk about fresh. I just hope it is not still crawling or snapping with its claws when they serve it to us. This will be a big adventure for us.
Today’s agenda is planned as a visit to the Museum to see the program they have put together about an island where people lived as a self contained community, getting inbred as well, but they became displaced when someone bought the island and decreed that these inhabitants should leave. There is always a bully somewhere in the community mix. We also plan to go to the Viles Arboretum. I love flowers and plants and hope that this is going to be a great adventure for us.
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