Monday, July 2, 2018

cherry picking in Kent, acid ball park



The photo of the cherry picking ladder was taken by my friend over the week end. I met her , at age 26, while cherry picking in Kent,UK. We have remained close, good friends all these years. I am a pit bull when it comes to friendship- not likely to let go. 

I always had to have a taller stronger person set my ladder, back then they were this tall but were also wooden. Tricky, wobbly and heavy.  Cherry picking was the most lucrative of fruits to pick, probably due to the difficulty of setting the ladders and hauling them around the orchard, but also because the fruit was delicate and had to be picked rapidly , before the birds got them all. 
In the evening I walked through the orchard banging tea kettle lids together and yelling to frighten the birds. Lived out the back of a VW van, in the beautiful orchard-  the good life.


Went to the studio to pay rent and gather more wool. Walked across the street to see how the park is coming along. 
The Huge Acid ball from the pulp mill has been put at the edge of the park. 


It has been scrubbed, the cool patina gone. eventually some artist ,who won a contest, is going to cover it with mirror tiles.My GAWD, good thing the sun is a rarity .
The mirrors are bound to blind a few people.
"Can be seen from Space!"


Also left over from the pulp mill, these castle remnant holders of the pulp, nice that they were saved. They are kind of cool. They do nothing, just stand there , idle. 


The creek empties at the entrance to the park, just across the street from the studio. 
The bay gets deep fast.


The geese are glad, They have a new beach, with people throwing corn to them.
They prefer slugs, but...carrying a bag full of slugs  for them , not  gonna happen, 
anyway , they are well taken care of.


This day has been cool temperature wise, 58 degrees all morning.
Tomorrow it will shoot up to 70 degrees. 
Traffic will be cranky and people will be moaning , "Oh GAWD, the HEAT!!!"

14 comments:

  1. The artist must have an independent fortune to invest in mirror tiles. Now I can't rightly tell, but ball installations of that size generally counterbalance the water supply of a small city around here.
    The older I grow, the less tolerant I am of cold. Seventy is GAWD damn cold. You have a grand fourth.

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    1. I think that the artist will be compensated for their installation of horrid mirrors, part of the deal of winning I think. It helps to be fat up here in the north, it is cold!

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  2. that acid ball is cool enough all by itself. why would anyone want to ruin it by covering it in mirror tiles of all things. 70. ha. what a bunch of whiners. i should have known you in our hippie days.

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    1. well, we know each other now and that is better than an acid ball. Realize that we have only winter clothing - when the sun heats up we are at a loss, what to wear???
      I loved the ball before it was scrubbed bald! And I really dread the mirror tiles , what a dumb idea, but, you know, up here in the dark, I can understand having a large shiny object to flash a bit of light around...just not on the acid ball-please.

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  3. I should have known you in your hippie days too!
    Maggie and I just went out to feed the chickens and it was so hot and buggy I almost died. This is torture.

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    1. Oh dear, I'll bet those bugs just love that tender child! I have only seen two house flies this summer. That's it, so far!

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  4. it often seems my twenties were lived by someone else. how different the decades are. and now i am getting used to having an empty nest, after two decades of chaotic raising of offspring simply raced by. would be good to make some new hippie memories. or would it just not be the same?

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    1. I am with you on the empty nest thing, It is quite a jolt to me. This house seems like a tomb at times. The older I get the more my hippie days make sense, DIY everything on a dime! Organic gardening- recycling-re- using everything. We were freinds of the earth, were we not?

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  5. Ditto to ellen abbot. Mirrors?? NOoo. Cold temps--keeps down the bugs and varmints. May get up to 70 here today. Might have to skip the sweater. As for empty nest...as long as there's a nest there can be return nesters. Never a dull moment with a house full of visiting teens and their friends.

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    1. you procreated well,me, with only one,( the big boys in their fifties!) That one child never comes back to the nest- big city bright lights, much more appealing. I was the same way.

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    2. Yes, but it's great to have a nest for him and friends to come back to.

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  6. So I need to attract more geese to my yard, I guess, to get rid of our slugs!

    I'm intrigued by the mirror idea. It could be FABULOUS. All depends on the execution, I'd say.

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    1. you are probably right about the execution of the idea. It could be fabulous, just sounds like a bad idea as I visualize cheesy bathroom mirror tiles suck on with E6000.
      Do you offer bowls of beer to your slugs- party of death!

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  7. Hi, again. I cannot find an email on your blog. Can you contact me at jnoragon@gmail.com. Thanks.

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