Kit Bradley first heard about it from Dennis McCormick, an old buddy of mine, whose brother Glenn had a “truck with no engine” and we went to see it. We started making plans to ride our bikes from Cove to the Burma Road, the most dangerous road on Vashon, unpaved gravel with cliffs above steep canyons, sometimes on both sides.
So, dear hearts, how long was the electricity off at your house last week? In my neighborhood, it was out for almost exactly 53 hours. Give or take an hour. I woke up around 4 a.m. Monday when the power went out. That was the first day.
Diabetes recently surged to the top of nutrition writer Brad Lemley’s list of his readers’ main health concerns. It’s no news that overweight, the “standard American diet” and even the American Diabetes Association’s diet, ostensibly designed to prevent or remedy diabetes, pre-diabetes, and/or an overweight problem--well, it does not. It makes no mention of reducing carbohydrates.
The world we find ourselves in today has thrown most of us into a real quandary. The fact is that nobody knows what is going to happen next, and most of the options are not that appealing. It is easy enough to see utter disaster looming.
Jack Church yelled at me:”You are never going to eat that and I’ll bet a quarter that you can’t do it.” I picked up my fork and consumed a pancake that was five fork- lengths across and I have the picture to prove it; somewhere. It happened at Paradise on Mt. Rainier in 1950, and we had camped out there for our assault on the Nisqually Glacier.
I sat down to write something for this past issue, the first of the year, and there was nothing there. It was not because there was no there there, or that it depended on what one meant by the word “is”, or because a mission was “accomplished” and there was simply nothing more to say.
Though I’m writing this in January, You’ll be reading it in the sweetheart month, February. Everything’s already coming hearts. My grandson, James, did the grocery shopping for me, and brought home something not on the list I gave him. It was half a beef heart, just under eight ounces of super-lean meat, once I’d trimmed off the hard fat on the outside.
Vashon Community Care is the Island’s only full-service senior care facility. We devote ourselves to the independence of our Island seniors, to keep them as healthy and active as they can be. Without Vashon Community Care, our oldest generation in need of our services would have to move away from their Island, their families, neighbors and friends to find care somewhere else
Uncle Jerry was driving an old green coupe, I think it was a Plymouth. We were coming home from catechism at Dockton and Uncle Jerry’s car was full with his three children and us cousins. “Brace yourself,” Uncle Jerry yelled at sister Molly who was sitting in the suicide seat, the most unsafe seat in the car in case of an accident. She was told to push hard against the glove box and to lock her elbows against a collision. We must have been hitting 50 MPH.
Rooster plays their own unique take on a mix of “free range” rock, blues, pop, new wave, fusion, soul, and funk from the 60s though today. Nothing seems to be off limits for these guys. The group has rocked the last four Strawberry Festivals, several dates at the “Red Bike”, and Vashon’s infamous “Cat Butt” festival as well as casuals and private parties.
The Glenn Cannon Blues Trio will be performing for the second time at the Red Bike on Vashon Island on Friday, 090916-glenn-cannon-blues-trio-watermarkedFebruary 17th and they’ll be playing some rockin’ covers from the likes of Robin Trower, Led Zeppelin, ZZ Top, Stevie Ray Vaughn and more!
The Blue Janes are a Seattle ukulele trio made up of three women’s voices and three ukeleles. Veterans of Seattle’s folk, folk-pop, and singer-songwriter communities, the trio sings sweet, melodic original and cover tunes, a few from the traditional Americana repertoire, and some very funny and raucous numbers.
This documentary film tells the story of Earth’s source of fertility. The fate of humans has always been linked to dirt, our planet’s skin. Soil is alive, teeming with organisms typically so tiny we ignore them. Stories from around the world show how we can re-connect in a beneficial relationship to our soil.
Established in 1988 through the vision and generosity of Seattle philanthropist Nancy Nordhoff, Hedgebrook has achieved an international reputation as a retreat for a growing global community of women writers who have lived and worked in its cottages, generating thousands of novels, poems, plays, screenplays, memoirs, and works of non-fiction.