
Little Imps – Kittens

Message – Sent from St. John New Brunswick Oct 12 1910. Note the “swirly” handwriting.

Little Imps – Kittens

Message – Sent from St. John New Brunswick Oct 12 1910. Note the “swirly” handwriting.
Food for thought.

There is a shortage of salad vegetables in the UK at the moment. Given it is February I suspect my Grandmother would not have been particularly surprised by this. But a modern, environmentally conscious, and wealthy population expect to get everything, all the time.
The problem is that the consumer expects it to be cheap. And this is why we have run into trouble. Before Christmas the big producers (think the Lea Valley Association which produces cucumbers, peppers, tomatoes, aubergines, and lettuce in 3,450 acres of glasshouses) had discussions with the supermarkets. The discussion went something like this.
Food producer. “We need to plant now to harvest in February. If we plant now we will need to use £x (where x is a ridiculously large number) worth of gas to produce the crop. Thus the crop will cost £y.”
Supermarket. “Far too expensive, cut the price or we’ll just buy…
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Happy to report that I have the all clear for another three months. Not ’til the Big Birthday month of May when there is a cascade of family birthdays.

The family 30 years ago – photo taken in Kenya. We were going to a ball at the Karen Country Club. Note the jigsaw puzzle on the table. Oh and the Bhutanese Tanka on the wall.

“I am a flower of the open field and a lily of the steep valleys, like them whose bloom is brief, I to shall fade away.” Watercolor by Wendy Harty, 2023, Jeane’s daughter.
Four hundred years ago, people didn’t use last names. As they gathered into villages and left the hunter gather era, their identification changed. Sometimes they used the place where they lived as an identifier. Thus, my 12 the grandfather, was called Hendrick Roelof Schenck Hendrisckse Van Nydeck 1446-1520. Isn’t that a handle? Schenck meant cup-bearer, the “se” meant son of Hendrick, Van meant of and Nydeck was the name where they lived.
My eleventh great grandmother was Neeltje Evertson Lambertsdotter 1524-1570. Can you guess her father’s name? Lambert Evertsz Hendrickse, born 1501 at Ultrecht, Pays-Bas which would today be Holland. Neeltje did not have the Hendrickson name that my great grandmother, Samantha, would use as a last…
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I love detective work.
A button was lost near Bathurst in the Eastern Cape. Not any old button, but a rounded brass button that had once shone brilliantly on the tunic of a soldier. How it was lost will remain a mystery. So many things go missing when armed forces are constantly on the move during a war: buttons, buckles, stirrups, cap badges and so on.
Over a hundred and twenty years later the button was found by Theo van der Walt, who has developed an eye for such treasures from the past.
He looked closely at the embossed design on the button and made out the figure of a horseman and the number five. Could it have come from the Light Dragoons, he speculated, and turned to members of the Eastern Cape branch of the South African Military History Society for assistance in identifying the origin of the button, made from gilded brass.
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Have a think about this.

The title to this post is a line from one of Johann Wolfgang von Goethe‘s best known poems, “The Sorcerer’s Apprentice.” The poem is best known in the United States from the early Walt Disney cartoon, Fantasia, when Mickey Mouse, as the sorcerer’s apprentice, has a magic spell get out of control. The title is part of a couplet in Goethe’s poem that translates, “The spirits that I summoned / I now cannot rid myself of again.”
Goethe’s poem and the dozens of other, similar cautionary tales come to mind because Living Carbon, a San Francisco-based startup biotechnology company has produced genetically modified poplars and is planting them in the wild on a large scale, uncontrolled experiment. Living Carbon’s idea is to create trees that go twice as fast as normal, unmodified trees, in the name of carbon capture…
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Janet age 2 1/2

My mother age late 20’s?

A Paying Crop in Canada – Pigs

Old Doorway, King Hooper Mansion, 1745, Marblehead, Mass.

Kenya Coast

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Palm trees – Kenya Coast

Reverse side – Palm trees Kenya Coast

Kenya Lions
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