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May the Forest be With You

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October 15-21 is Working Forests Work Week in Florida.

Members of the Florida’s forestry community are working all this week to help people understand the business of trees. I am a member of this community, because my sisters and I inherited a small tree farm from our Dad and years later my husband and I used the proceeds from the farm to buy another.

The theme this year is “May the Forest Be With You.” It is a play on words using a phrase from the “Star Wars” movies.

So What is a Working Forest?

Did you know that there are over 17 million acres of forests in Florida? They are mostly in the north and central regions of the state and almost 65% are in private ownership.

But just how do forests work? Well, the same same way we do – they produce something that has economic value. So the short definition of a working forest is a forest that produces something of economic value.

It costs money to properly manage a forest, and few landowners have the resources to manage their land without it producing income. In short, forests have to earn their keep if they’re going to survive, especially in heavily populated states like Florida.

So what are the benefits of trees in general?

Oxygen

Trees are very important to providing oxygen. If it weren’t for trees we would all be in trouble. In fact, in the timber business, for every tree that we cut down we plant five trees to replace it. We have been so effective in our efforts to replant that today there are twice as many trees in America as there were 30 years ago.

Trees provide clean air. As you probably remember from elementary school science, trees and plants absorb carbon dioxide from the air and replace it with oxygen.

Green Space and Natural Beauty

No explanation needed here. Just a picture.

Animal Habitat

If you were standing in the forest and we showed up with a giant tractor and started cutting down trees, would you stand there or would you move out of the way to safety? Well, that is what most animals do when we start cutting. They move out of our way and safely go on about their business.

In fact cutting trees help animals by letting sunlight reach the floor of a forest. When this happens, scrubs and other understory plants grower bigger, providing more food and shelter.

We bought our second piece of property clear cut, devoid of all its pine trees. We replanted, and we are in our third year of growth. I love to ride on it, because I’m seeing an increase in tracks. It has turkey, deer, and all kinds of critters including just lately a bear walking its roads.

You know that animals, including humans, cannot make their own food and that when animals eat plants or other animals, the energy stored in the food source is passed to them.

Our Environment

Believe me, no one cares more for my trees than I do. I cut trees to make a living. If the forestry community cuts down all the trees and didn’t replant them, we would not have jobs!

Our forests provide clean water for all of us to drink. They filter water down into the ground and into the aquifer.

Sound water management is a big need for Florida today, and it’s going to get bigger. Florida’s forests can play an important part in the solution to our water quantity and quality problems

We have a lot of rules that tell us to stay away from rivers and streams, as well as from the homes (whether nests or burrows) of certain birds, like the Bald Eagles and gophers. There’s all kinds of rules to make sure that we take care of the environment.

Harvesting more than we should?

Some people are concerned that we cut more trees than we should. As you remember earlier, though, we plant more than we cut.

Sustainability is an important keystone for our industry. We take trees out of the ground; we put more trees back in the ground. According to the Florida Forest Service, more than 450 million seedlings were planted between 2010-2015.

It’s important to find ways to incentivize landowners to continue planting trees instead of other crops or houses.  Healthy markets are big incentives to replant.

Goods from the Woods

Forests supply boocoodles of products that we all want and need. More than 5,000 of which are made from our forests. Products such as paper and paper products, pencils, rulers, toilet paper, chewing gum, cinnemon, Gatorade, Advil, toothpaste, insect repellant, band-aids, paper towels, lotion, cleaning supplies, and soap to name a few.

The cell phone you have in your hand? Your holding a Forest product. Forest products are used to make cell phones, computers, and tv screens.

Having a good hair day? Forest products were used in your shampoo, conditioner, styling products and hairspray. And I don’t know about you but I would hate to face a day without hairspray. Chuck accuses me of making every unruly lock stand in line and at attention.

Recovering from a cold, headache, or other ailment? Forest products are used in the coatings of pills and other pharmaceuticals, as well as in some medicines, including cancer treatments.

Feel like playing sports? Baseball bats, football helmets, and skateboards all include goods from the woods.

The list goes on … toilet tissue … cosmetics… food (ice cream!) … bandages…. diapers… crayons … paints … laundry detergent … car tires … root beer! You would be amazed if you realized how many times in your day you come in contact with some form of forest products.

So I am proud to be part of an industry that helps provide jobs for 124,000 Floridians. Forestry contributes more than $25 billion to Florida’s economy. Forestry and forest products are Florida’s top agricultural commodity, running neck and neck with the horticultural industry, and our top ag export.

And as you see, the forest IS with you in many, many ways, even if you are miles and miles away from the nearest tree.

So may the forests be with you and all of us forever!

Hurricane Preparedness – Irmageddon

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When one lives in Florida, a hurricane seems to consume everything.

My mind cannot seem to keep track of anything except The Weather Channel, Facebook, and preparing for the worst. Its the uncertainty that weighs on you.  I've been waking up thinking about what we need to do.  Anxiety does not help one prepare.
So here we are preparing for another hurricane, but this one is a doozy.  And we are already preparing, though the hurricane is over 500 miles south of us.  Though that is a long way off, believe it or not this afternoon, we were beginning to get our first winds.  This storm is massive.

We drove down to our little coast house yesterday afternoon and began preparing it for the worst.  Irma seems to be waffling down in the Florida Straits, skirting Cuba, and wobbling around from forecast to forecast, always seemingly tracking west.  That is a bad thing for us up here who live around the Gulf of Mexico.  So we finally got serious .  I had already spent Thursday sitting in lines for gas and thinking through what we had to do to get ready.  Wednesday instead of shopping for water, I bought a bottle of gin and some tonic water.  We already had the water, which was bought at the beginning of Hurricane season.

Yesterday afternoon, we pulled everything from outside into the coast house.  All the lawn furniture, outdoor art, gardening tools, a kayak, a paddle board, and even the lawnmower are now sitting in our living room.  All of this becomes flotsam in these storms, plus this storm has wind so they could become projectiles, too.  Inside everything is pulled from the tables, counter tops and walls and placed on the floor.  When a storm hits, these little houses can get to rocking and rolling.  Anything left on a table will walk right off the side.  After Hurricane Dennis, it was so bad that everything in the medicine cabinets fell on the counter tops and in the sinks.  Some even busted.

This morning we found 20 pieces of half inch plywood at a lumber yard not too far from our home.  Then this afternoon, Chuck, our son Jeff and son-in-law Patrick screwed the plywood over our windows with wood screws.  It took them all afternoon.  While they were securing the coast house, I was at home in Tallahassee bringing in all the outdoor furniture, potted plants, bird feeders and anything else that may get damaged or become a projectile.  It’s times like this when I question why I have so much stuff.

Hurricane Humor

Facebook keeps us sane.  It is soothing to know that your friends, neighbors, and family are all doing the same thing.  I have several cousins who evacuated–one inland, another north, and one all the way to South Carolina.  We keep up with each other on Facebook.  There are gas reports, generator reports, and just about anything needed that is in short supply.  But the hurricane humor is what keeps us truly sane.

Like, you know its time to run like hell when Disney World closes.  Or you know it’s Irmageddon when they cancel the state’s college football games.

Someone just posted that, now Georgia residents know what Florida’s traffic is like.  But then again my husband calls Atlanta’s traffic a hell hole so I think they already knew.  People in Orlando posted a picture of a high rise on I-4 that they must believe is an eyesore because it said, “Ok Irma, we’re counting on you!”

One friend asked everyone to spend today taking a good bath, washing their hair, and shaving anywhere that needs it,  because tomorrow some reporter will stick a mike in your face trying to find the worst dressed, worst sweat drenched person they can find in the state for an interview.  Another suggested that everyone who owns pythons, tarantulas or lions please make sure they are secure during the hurricane so we all don’t have to go out and try to round them up when it is over.  This was a reference to the pythons that got loose when Andrew hit south Florida.  That’s why we have pythons living in the Everglades now.  I guess there weren’t too many volunteers for that job back then.

And every hurricane, someone will post to please let them know where Jim Cantore is so we know where not to go.  Then there’s everyone’s favorite evacuation plan–1.  Grab Beer   2.  Run Like Hell.

Today, I noticed so many men picking up the junk around their houses.  One guy had a wagon load of scrap wood that I know had been in a pile near their home for quite some time.  I’m thinking that a good hurricane is probably a good old boy’s wife’s best friend.  She’s probably been trying to get him to haul that junk off for years.

And who needs to go to the gym?  Today, I put 5,000 steps on my Blaze before 9 a.m.  It takes a lot of steps to put all that stuff from your yard away.  Did I mention that I have too much stuff?  The foyer, dining room, and den looks like we are having a garage sale.  Maybe we should!

But I cannot expect to lose any weight.  Stress eating is a part of the anxiety.  I broke down at lunch today and bought a slice of coconut cake–to go!  I wonder how it will taste with my gin and tonic?

We brought back the free standing cooker from the coast.  Even though we have a generator, it cannot run the air conditioner, too; and it will be too hot to cook in the house.  But then again who can eat anyway when you’re that hot.  That is where the coconut cake comes into play because no matter how bad I feel I cannot turn down my favorite food group–comfort foods.

And we Floridians should know a thing or two about camping.  It is required living after hurricanes.  No power means no air, and it is cooler to sleep outdoors, cook outdoors, and live outdoors.  Why do you think our ancestors slept on sleeping porches anyway?  Our back porch makes a great campsite, something discovered after Hurricane Kate.

And if you get really desperate, every bathtub in the house is full of water.  That cool dip won’t be a problem since old bath water flushes just as well as fresh water.  Hopefully, no one has tried to drink from it; though I’ve caught Abby our cat checking it out.

So How Much Done is Enough

Usually, we don’t bother to board up for a Category 1 hurricane, but this one is different.  It bears paying extra attention.

Last year we survived Hurricane Hermine, a puny category 1 which came ashore east of the coast house.  The coast house did well, but our dock did not.  You can read about it here.  At home in Tallahassee we lost three very large pine trees, but no damage to the house.

Irma, though, is majorly different.  They’ve forecasted it as at least a Cat 2 when it gets here.  Hurricane Kate, our Thanksgiving hurricane back in the late 80’s, came through here as a Cat 2, except when they saw the destruction in its aftermath, they upgraded it to a Cat 3.  Our home in Tallahassee was without power for over two weeks.  Irma worries us, and the thing keeps tracking west.

Yesterday, though, I posted on Facebook that they could thank the Littlejohn’s because we just finished boarding up the Coasthouse. Every time we board up, the storm goes somewhere else.

If it gets west of our coast house and Tallahassee, you can bet it will get much worse.  The east side of these storms is where the winds are their most destructive.  That is why they had the southeast coast on alert, even though Irma will most likely come up the west coast.  Florida is just not that wide, and the storm is huge.  Its effects will be felt coast to coast.

Then there are the tornadoes.  They almost always accompany these storms, and they are usually embedded in the bands and strike inland.  Years ago Hurricane Opal came ashore near Pensacola and moved on off up through Alabama.  My daughter was at Troy State University, which was about 130 miles north of the Gulf. We thought she was safe there, but not really though, because Opal spawned tornadoes, several of which hit Troy.  They tore up that little college town, especially the campus.

So we are staying where we are here in Tallahassee; but still, will keep a close eye on this storm.  We are now under hurricane warning; and today, our county’s authorities gave a voluntary evacuation order.

All the while Irma continues to move sporadically when ever and where ever she pleases.  It is so big that you can see her pulse as she re-forms new eyewalls.  It is an amazing phenomenon, and if she intensifies, we may just bug out with our other 6.2 million fellow Floridians.

Can the last person who crosses over into Georgia or Alabama, please bring the flag?

When Should You See a Neurologist for Memory Loss?

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My husband has memory loss. It is getting more advanced lately, so we finally went to see a doctor.

It started out with memory lapses. Sometimes, Chuck asked the same question like ‘where is the rake.’ It would be where it always was, but I would tell him anyway. Then a few minutes later after getting distracted for a moment he would say, “Where’s the rake?”

It came more frequently, and then it got quite unsettling. I tried to joke about it, as I did when I wrote a blog post called, “Driving in the Fast Lane” a few years ago. You can read it here.

I learned that it gets worse when someone is stressed. Both of our jobs were super stressful.

We even lost a client once. Chuck totally forgot that we were under orders to not do something. He not only broke the orders in an email while working late one night, but then totally forgot that he did it.

When it hit the fan several days later and we were searching for who let the cat out of the bag, Chuck told me he had no idea. As far as I can tell this man didn’t even lie to his parents as a teenager. He is that honest. I knew because of his past behavior that he didn’t remember doing it at all. He retired within a few months after this incident, though at the age of 70 he was phasing out clients anyway.

Lately, I noticed that he kept getting lost while out driving. I’ve become his GPS when he drives. I constantly have to say “turn left here” or “turn right there.” If I don’t all of a sudden I look up and we’re four blocks in the wrong direction. And these are on streets he’s been driving for years.

By last fall he seemed to have entered a new phase. He remembers things that never happened. We went west for vacation, and he had only been in this area once in his life as a young twenty something on a long trip across America with a college friend. He kept asking me, “Don’t you remember this? We’ve been here. I even remember this waitress.” I’m thinking, “Boy, she aged well.” We had never been there.

Chuck has always had memory problems somewhat. We both have. Our jobs required great concentration, and we were both good at our work. Writing legislative language and negotiating our client’s way through the complex political morass in our state required much thought. We lived in our heads.

Our kids even knew how to break this concentration. I remember the girls placing their hands on each side of Chuck’s face and saying “Chuck!” loudly and forcefully when they wanted to make sure he was listening.

But what was good for our careers isn’t worth a tinker’s damn for our current life as retirees. We need to be more in the moment, which brings me to what Chuck is currently going through.

A Visit with A Neurologist

About two months ago, he visited a neurologist. I tagged along because it was important both of us hear what the doctor had to say. This was apparent by the time we got home, because all Chuck heard was that he was fine.

His doctor asked Chuck a series of verbal questions, designed to help him determine and diagnose Chuck’s situation. Afterwards, the doctor had good news. He said it is not Alzheimers or dementia; but to rule out anything else like a brain tumor he ordered an MRI.

He also thinks that Chuck doesn’t get enough quality sleep. Chuck twitches and jerks all night long, so we wonder if he really gets enough rest. He suggested a CPAP for Chuck.

The doctor did talk to us about being in the moment. He said that Chuck needed to retrain his brain to pay more attention. He mentioned games and crossword puzzles.

A List of Things to Do

When we got home, all Chuck remembered was that the doctor said he was fine. He totally forgot the MRI, the CPAP, or the changes he needed to make to retrain his brain.

So I found an app called ENHANCE and got him started working with it daily. Also, I think games will help. We both played a little bridge when we were young so we may want to try to take it up again. Chess might be an option, too.

We will start with something very simple, though, which will help us both. I tend to live in my head too much, too.

When to See Your Doctor

If you’re concerned about memory loss, see your doctor. He or she can conduct tests to judge the degree of memory impairment and diagnose the cause.

He or she will have a number of questions for you, and it is important to have a family member or friend along to answer some questions based on his or her observations. Questions such as:

• How long have you been having memory problems?
• What medications do you take regularly including prescriptions, over the counter and vitamins?
• What tasks are difficult to perform?
• What have you done for your memory problems? Have these helped?
• Have you recently been ill? What medicine did you take?
• Have you fallen and injured your head?
• If you drink alcohol, how much do you drink daily?
• Have you felt sad, depressed, or anxious lately?
• Have you experienced a major loss, change, or stressful event in your life?
• What is your daily routine? How has your routine changed lately?

The questions are designed to help your doctor test your memory and other thinking skills. He or she may also order blood tests and brain-imaging tests like Chuck’s MRI that can help identify reversible causes of memory problems.

Seeing a Specialist

Your general practitioner may refer you to a specialist in diagnosing dementia or memory disorders, such as a neurologist, psychiatrist, psychologist, or geriatrician. Chuck was sent to a neurologist, a physician who specializes in problems related to the brain and central nervous system.

This specialist will try to identify any reversible cause of memory impairment so that you get appropriate treatment.

Stress, anxiety, or depression can cause memory loss and make a person more forgetful. Early on while Chuck was still working, we could tell that stress caused him the most problems. Also, dealing with life changes can leave a person confused or forgetful. Retirement or the loss of a spouse can do this, too.

Retraining the Brain

The doctor made suggestions on how to retrain the brain and how to help Chuck’s brain retain new information. He wants Chuck to try to reconnect the circuits in his brain–the ones that he stopped using when he focused on what was in his head instead of what was in the present.

For example, he suggested that Chuck practice doing only one thing at a time. He also suggested he work on avoiding distractions. Easier said than done. How many times have I seen something on my way to completing a task. I am like a dog who sees a squirrel. Squirrel!! And then I’m off in the opposite direction doing something else.

The other day while in our bedroom, I remembered that I needed to add an event to my calendar in the office. Leaving the bedroom, I noticed several items in the hall that needed to be put up in the guest bath. I made the detour and then noticed some items in the bath that needed to go to the guest bedroom. So I made another detour, and I think you get the picture. By the time I remembered the appointment that needed to be added to the calendar, it was three days later…after the event.

Striving to Stay in the Moment

He also wants Chuck to fully concentrate on whatever he is doing. He advised him to stay in the moment and not think about what he is planning to do next or what he just did. This advice reminded me of Yoga, where we try to bring our minds into the room and leave behind the outside. I’m wondering if Yoga or meditation can help in brain training.

He also told Chuck that if he really needs to remember something to say it several times out loud. This can help him remember important pieces of information. In other words, he wants Chuck to practice remembering things.

Chuck and I are working to retrain our brains. Then Chuck will have another meeting with the neurologist in August. We’re hopeful.

Does anyone in your family suffer from memory loss? Would retraining the brain help or is it something more serious? What have you discovered from consulting with your doctor? Please share your experience in the comments.

Super Simple Recipes for the Garden’s Bounty

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I’ve had a bumper crop of various vegetables from this year’s garden, and we gave away as much as we ate. Because some of these are new vegetables or vegetables I don’t often buy, I’ve had to come up with some new recipes.  You can read about the garden here.  Below are my favorite recipes.

Vinegared Cucumbers

The variety of cucumbers I planted is called “Jumbo”, and they got big. We prefer them, though, not quite so big so we harvested them a little smaller and more tender. The vines bloomed and produced now for almost two months. Those three vines gave us a bumper crop of cucumbers.  Maybe this is why my Grandmother Hamrick put up so many pickles.

So I wanted to try and replicate her vinegared cucumber recipe. Vinegar wakes up the flavor in foods, something I learned from my her. I can still see her in my mind’s eye pouring a little vinegar into her vegetables as she cooked.  She lived to be over 99.

Vinegar brightens up a dish. It cuts the richness of the food and wakes it up, making it taste fresh and flavorful. If a dish is dull or missing something, add a little vinegar, especially instead of more salt.

I remember her using a product named Accent and I made sure it was in my kitchen when I married, but as I grew older I realized that it was the vinegar that she added to so many dishes that made a difference. That was her secret.

There was no measurement. She just opened the bottle and poured a little into the pot. She cooked a lot of vegetables, and vinegar was always added. I just don’t remember what kind.

Vinegar comes in so many flavors. Rice wine vinegar is tart, while balsamic vinegar is sweet. Try balsamic vinegar on strawberries. It is yummy. If you serve strawberries in a salad, make sure you use a balsamic vinegarette dressing.

For my cucumbers, I use white wine vinegar. Here’s the recipe. No canning needed. These are kept in the frig, and must be eaten before they get soggy.

Peel your cucumbers, enough for your container. It needs to be a container with a lid that can be placed in the frig. Slice the cucumbers about an eighth of an inch thick and almost fill the container with them. Next, take a measuring cup and fill it with 1/3rd cup plus two tablespoons of white wine vinegar. Then add 2/3rds cup minus 2 tablespoons of water. Next, toss in a tablespoon of sugar and stir well. I also add salt and pepper at this stage. About a half teaspoon of each. Stir again.

Next pour the solution over the cucumbers. Make sure you cover the cucumbers. You may need to make more of the solution to cover them. Then place a lid on it, shake it up, and put it in the frig. It will be ready to eat in a few hours. It can sit in the frig until the cucumbers get soggy, but don’t wait that long to eat them. They are too good to let ruin.

Custard Beans

Another bounty from the garden has been a variety of wax beans called Custard Beans. I think if General Custer had had these beans at home, he might not have run off to that fateful meeting on Little Big Horn Creek.

This recipe is super simple. I snap off the ends and boil the bean pods in water with some salt until tender. Then pour off the water and place them still hot in a bowl with a pat of butter. Let it melt and then add some crushed whole wheat Ritz crackers and stir. Add some salt and pepper to taste.

Yum! These are the best beans I’ve ever eaten.

Peppers Aplenty

Jalapeño Poppers

We’ve been getting a lot of peppers, four different kinds. For the jalapeño peppers, we have been slicing them in half, removing the seeds, and filling the halves with a cream cheese mixture of cream cheese mixed with a little liquid smoke. Wrap each in a slice of bacon and hold with a toothpick. Bake at 375 degrees for 20 minutes or more if needed.  I got the basic recipe from the Betty Crocker website which you can find here.

This makes a great appetizer, and not too spicy either. The cooking and cream cheese take care of the heat.

Stuffed Banana Peppers with Curry Chicken

For the banana peppers, I bought a bag of curried chicken and rice by evol. Then I cut the top out of each pepper being careful to remove the top while pulling out its seeds at the same time. Just circle the pepper below the hard part below the stem being careful not to cut through the center under the stem. Then pull. Much of the seeds will come out, but you can rinse out the rest of the seeds. Or you can leave them in.

Then carefully stuff each pepper with the curried chicken and rice mixture. I try to stuff them more with the small bits of chicken than just the rice and vegetables. Place the stuffed peppers in an oiled Casserole dish and add the rest of the mixture on top. Next, add small lumps of either paneer or cottage cheese on top and bake for 20 minutes at 375 degrees. This makes a great dish, and it is simple to make.  I’ve also used evol.’s Chicken Marsala.

I also stuff the bell peppers and tomatoes the same way, except I leave out the paneer. I remember my mother stuffing tomatoes with hamburger helper. The point is that you can use all types of pre-prepared frozen or even canned foods. I sometimes sprinkle bread crumbs on top of my stuffed tomatoes.

So there you have some of my favorite recipes for produce straight from the garden. You’ll notice that I didn’t give you exact measurements.

 

For years I always cooked exactly from the recipes, until about 15 years ago when I realized that I was unable to find recipes for several of my grandmother’s dishes. So I went experimenting, and the experience made me a better cook.

So what you have here are the ingredients and some instruction. Experiment and figure out the flavor you like best. You just about cannot mess these up, and you’ll become a better cook for it.

Grocery List

Cucumbers
White wine vinegar
Sugar
Salt
Pepper

Custard Beans
Butter
Ritz Crackers, whole-wheat
Salt
Pepper

Banana Peppers
Frozen Thai Style Curry Chicken by evol or another brand
Cottage Cheese or paneer

 

 

Please do share, because the garden is still producing. What recipes have you discovered for these vegetables? Do you remember your grandmother’s cooking? What was her secret ingredient?

The Real Truth About the 4th of July…

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and Why We Don’t Say Happy 2nd of July.

Know what today is?  It is 2nd of July! It is the day that the Continental Congress officially declared our freedom from Britain—a declaration of independence. So why do we celebrate July 4th as Independence Day instead?

The 2nd of July was the day Congress voted for independence, but it took two more days to finalize a document which explained it to the public. A committee of five proposed it in draft form. Those five were John Adams, Benjamin Franklin, Thomas Jefferson, Roger Sherman and Robert Livingston. It took two more days for Congress to agree on the edits. They made 86 changes to the draft. The final adopted version of the Declaration was primarily written by Jefferson.
Of those five men two would sign not only the Declaration of Independence but also our Constitution.

Then those that were there signed it, and they printed 200 copies. They distributed these 200 copies throughout the thirteen colonies. Today, only 26 of the 200 remain that we know of.


One of those 26 wasn’t discovered until 1989 in Adamstown, Pennsylvania at a flea market. Actually, someone bought an old picture in a frame for $4, and behind the old picture was one of the original 200.  Norman Lear bought it for $8.1 million. The last copy found was in 2009 in the British National Archives. It was hidden in a box of papers seized during the Revolutionary War.

So we celebrate the date of the approval of the final version – July 4th. It wasn’t completely signed though, until November 4 of the same year. The names of the signers were withheld publicly until early in 1777. A year after the declaration of independence on July 3rd, several men remembered that it had been a year since we declared our freedom. Thus, July 4th became the day that we celebrate, not the 2nd of July.  It wasn’t until 1941 that Congress declared it a federal legal holiday.

In a nutshell, the document stated the reasons we wanted to be free of England’s government; that the authority to govern belongs to the people, not a king; and that all people are created equal and have rights to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. Written in three basic parts: an introduction with a statement of the philosophy (an idea); a list of grievances or complaints; and a formal Declaration of Independence, there are five references to God.

How important is the Declaration of Independence?

Well, it only left our nation’s Capitol twice. Once for the War of 1812 when the British attacked Washington and another time about two weeks after Pearl Harbor when they packed up the Declaration and Constitution and the military escorted them to Fort Knox in Kentucky. They remained there for several years.

 

Burning of the White House in the War of 1812

 

Burning of the Capitol in the War of 1812

They moved it to an unused gristmill in Leesburg, Virginia, when they took it from Washington for the War of 1812. The British burned the White House in 1814 and much of the city including the Capitol. My third great grandfather was born in Washington, DC in 1811. He was only three years old when this took place. When the Declaration was moved it traveled rolled up and likely by light wagon or horseback. When it was first brought to Washington though it traveled by boat. During War II it traveled by a Pullman train.

 

All 2.5 million of the colonists were not united in seeking freedom from the crown. Twenty percent of the colonists were Loyalists. The crown declared Congress traitors by royal decree.

Did you know that the Declaration was signed in the Pennsylvania State House? The building’s name changed after the signing and became Independence Hall.

How was the 4th of July Initially Celebrated?

The first public reading of the Declaration was on July 8th in Philadelphia. The crowd summoned by the Liberty Bell, which sounded from the tower of Independence Hall on that date. Can you imagine standing in that crowd and hearing those words for the first time?

This is why every 4th of July the ring Liberty Bell. Actually, they only tap 13 times in honor of the original thirteen colonies.  After all, it is cracked.


Also, a one-gun salute for each state called a “salute to the union” is fired at noon on Independence Day by any capable military base.

General George Washington ordered that the Declaration be read to the American army in New York. A riot ensued., and the crowd tore down a nearby statue of George III, a statue which they subsequently melted down and made into musket balls for the American army.

How was the Declaration Protected During the Revolution?

First remember that there was no Washington, DC.  They initially moved the Declaration from Philadelphia to Baltimore, Maryland when the British threatened Philadelphia on December 12 of the same year. At the same time, Congress adjourned and moved to Baltimore, too. The document stayed in Baltimore until March of 1777 when they returned it to Philadelphia. Congress moved several times throughout the Northeast before finally moving it and themselves to Washington, DC in 1800.

Did you know that there was no “United States of America” in the Declaration? Instead, it reads “The unanimous Declaration of the thirteen united States of America.”

Thomas Jefferson in his original draft listed the crown’s support and importation of slavery to the colonies as one of America’s grievances. He wrote, “He (the crown) has waged war against human nature itself, violating its most sacred rights of life and liberty in the persons of a distant people who never offended him, captivating and carrying them into slavery in another hemisphere, or to incur miserable death in their transportation thither.”  Unfortunately, the grievance was edited out to appease the delegates from South Carolina and Georgia.

 

What About the Signers?

The signers of the Declaration took their lives in their hands. Signing the document was an act of treason, punishable by death. That is why the names of the men who signed were not announced until January of 1777.

Were all the signers born in America?  No, eight were born in Britain, though not all of England. Two signers were only 26 years old. The oldest to sign was Benjamin Franklin at 70 years old. The average age of the signers was 45. Twenty-four of the signers were lawyers, eleven were merchants, and nine were farmers or planters. Eight were educated at Harvard, though there were few universities then.

Robert Livingston one of the original drafters never signed the final copy. Only two presidents signed the document—Adams and Jefferson. John Hancock was the first member to sign the document because he was president of the Continental Congress.

Nine of the signers died before the Revolution ended in 1783. The British captured five of the signers, but all were eventually released. One, though, released after harsh treatment recanted his signature.

Two colonies remained loyal to the king. Did you know that there were actually fifteen colonies? The other two were East Florida and West Florida. After the revolution, Britain sold them back to Spain.

There is something written on the back of the Declaration. It says “Original Declaration of Independence dated 4th July 1776.” No one knows who wrote it.

 

Our Founding Was Indeed Unique

The driving forces were life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. You will notice that this phrase does not include religion, clan, or even nationality. America was founded on an idea…on a philosophy.

The enlightenment movement was part of that era. People questioned traditional authority and embraced rationalism. Whereas our Declaration called on “certain unalienable rights” of “life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness”, a British philosopher named John Locke in 1689 talked about “life, liberty and property” in his “Two Treatises of Government.”  Surely, Jeffersonread his treatise.

Best of all, though, the United States of America did not even exist until after the Declaration of Independence was signed.

Happy 4th of July!!

 

Now for some interesting trivia. Can you name the three presidents who died on July 4th? And can you name the president who was born on this date?  Also, which famous contemporary actress is a direct descendent of one of the 56 signers?  Please answer in the comments below.

Confessions of a Granddaughter

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By the time I was fourteen, I lost both of my grandfathers. Thankfully, God blessed me with two grandmother’s who lived long lives. Still, though, I felt jilted in the grandfather department.

On this Father’s Day, I wanted to write something about the Grandfather that I actually knew. He is the one that lived until I was fourteen.


My Granddaddy Hamrick was a sweet soul, though not an ambitious man. He was born near the Elizabeth community on what is now Gramling Road in Jefferson County, Florida, east of Monticello.  He attended school in Aucilla long before it became a private school. One of his first cousins Mary Jane Hartsfield Brown Lightsey told me that Granddaddy was older than she and drove her and several younger kids from Elizabeth to Aucilla for school each day. This was around 1918 or 1919.

Sometime between his sixteenth and twenty-first birthday, the entire family picked up and moved to Quay, Florida.

Never heard of Quay? Well, they changed its name sometime in the 1930s to Winter Beach, hoping to entice people to visit, though there wasn’t a beach in sight. Never heard of Winter Beach? The little town which has all but since disappeared was located just north of Vero Beach in Indian River County on US 1 about a mile from the Indian River/Intercoastal Waterway.

From the looks of photos taken at the time, my guess is that my teenaged grandfather liked his new home, though he would move back to Jefferson County by the time he was in his forties. The last little house his parents owned in Winter Beach is still standing, and his parents were laid to rest in the city cemetery nearby.

Sadly, I didn’t know a lot of this until after he passed when I was much older. I never took the time to ask him about his early life, but I guess that’s fairly common.

What I do know and now cherish is the memory of going fishing with him once. I was excited, and I guess overly excited because he kept telling me that I was scaring away all his fish. I also hooked him with my wild casting.

Another time I can also vaguely remember a frog gigging excursion one night with at least him and Daddy and maybe even Uncle Ferrell in the boat, probably in some swamp near our home.  Those were fun times.

Granddaddy worked for the Florida Department of Tourism at the Welcome Station just north of Monticello on the Georgia-Florida state line. We used to take him lunch, and sometimes I stayed with him a few hours afterwards.


I remember that one of his jobs was to count and record cars including what state from which they came as they crossed the state line coming and going. We sat on the side of the road with the car windows down, making tic marks on a form. Actually, he often napped, and I became quite good at doing the recording.

Each summer, the department gave their employees free passes to most of Florida’s attractions. There was no Disney World then, but there was Silver Springs with Ross Allen’s Reptile Institute and Sunken Gardens and Marineland and many more.

One summer Grandma and Granddaddy loaded up Pam and me; and we toured the state, stopping in to see all these sites. It was a great two-week vacation. I hope it was as great for them as it was for us.

I also remember Granddaddy being an auxiliary policeman from time to time, especially for the Friday night football games, which we never missed. I remember him letting me hold his giant metal flashlight and billy club. I can never imagine him using the latter as he was the most passive man I’ve ever known.

Granddaddy liked to collect junk, old plough blades, equipment, and all manner of implements. The woods behind his house was full of antiques as he called them, but Grandma only saw junk and he was hardly buried before she got the family members to come and drag every last piece off the property.

One of Grandaddy’s best skills was catching, cleaning, and cooking a mess of fish. I can still remember the wonderful smells of those fish fries, which were usually in their backyard using giant electric spools as tables to cook and serve upon. When not in use, we kids would stuff a little feller inside the middle of an electric spool for a roll around the yard.

Also, the only thing better than his fried fish and hush puppies was his cornbread. My Grandma was a great cook, but her cornbread didn’t begin to compare to his. I haven’t had cornbread that good since 1968.
Sadly, as all good things must eventually end, we lost Granddady one Sunday in March of ’68. He was only 64 years old, only one year older than I am now.

He and Grandma decided not to go to church that morning because he didn’t feel well. While watching the First Baptist Church of Tallahassee on TV, he told Grandmother that he couldn’t see and then he just pitched forward and fell out of his chair. He died of a cerebral hemorrhage before an ambulance arrived.

Next year I’ll be 64. If he were still alive, he would be 113. Grandma lived to be 99, and to her credit she was always explaining who I was kin to in the county. She was not from Monticello, so those were his kin.

I still miss him and can still see the sweat around his hat band.   Every once in a while in my mind I can hear him call my grandmother “Sugar”.  He had a kind face, and he was a good grandfather.

How to Harvest a Garden Like a Pro

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First, let me explain that I’m no vegetable farmer.  Actually, I am a tree farmer along with my sisters, but I’ve never commercially grown vegetables.  But I have had vegetable gardens before along with a good harvest.

Around mid-March, I began a series of blog posts about a little vegetable garden that I planted. You can read about it here. I thought it might be time to give you an update because the little garden is now in its harvest phase.


Around the first of April, a large weather front came through here, and we had P-sized hail. The recently planted garden was down by the lake which is a nice walk down the hill. I watched the hail do its damage to my front flower beds and feared what was happening down there.

Fortunately, the garden did rather well. I was beginning to think that maybe no hail fell in that part of the yard at all, but then I noticed that all of the little grapes on the grape arbor next to it got knocked down.

I’m not sure why the garden did better, except that maybe it was because it hadn’t really begun to set its fruit yet. Thankfully, the grape vines were not finished. More tiny grapes formed later.

By mid-April, I was hoeing weeds. I also planted some okra which is why I was hoeing weeds. The okra needed to come up before I finished mulching the entire bed.  I also got lots of exercise walking back and forth up and down the hill, during this phase.

The Harvest Phase

By the end of April, I began to harvest the spinach but noticed that my lettuce was not going to make it. Everything else was doing well–all the different peppers, tomatoes, cucumbers, beans and even the sweet peas that I planted just for something pretty.

The first week of May I was away for a week at a conference. I left Chuck in charge. When I came back, I noticed that cutworms ate up the cauliflower. I asked Chuck about it, and he said that he noticed but thought there was nothing we could do.  Wrong!!


Up until this point, I used organic means to handle weeds and pests, but now the gloves were off. There were hundreds of cutworms, and I got out the insecticide. I left the cauliflower as it was because I thought that maybe the worm-eaten leaves could still provide a little nutrition for new leaves to form.  I thought one cauliflower plant might make it because it didn’t get eaten up as bad. The good news, though, is that a lettuce came up while I was gone and now all the cauliflower plants are beginning to make new leaves.  Maybe, I’ll get some cauliflower after all.

By the second week of May, we were fully harvesting. The secret was to check the plants daily for harvest, bugs, and weather-related problems.  For example, one of the Better Boy tomatoes fell over during another storm.  I spent some time trying to set it back up to re -spike it.  Also, if you leave any vegetable on the plant too long, that plant quits producing.  Everything is producing right now–tomatoes, cucumbers, custard beans, three kinds of peppers, and spinach.  It takes almost a daily trip to keep up with the harvest.  Also, except for the cherry tomatoes, instead of picking I cut the vegetables. Cutting keeps from damaging the bush.

A Garden Adversary

One day last week I walked town to the garden and almost stepped on a five foot long white oak snake stretched out like a fallen limb with his head underneath my little grapefruit tree.  I amazed myself, having no idea that I could jump that high or that far.  I left Mr. No Shoulders alone, giving him a wide berth; but later I realized that maybe this one is too big to keep around.  When they are this big, they get real aggressive.  They’re rat snakes, and rat snakes are territorial.  They will chase you, and this Mr. No Shoulders strikes like a rattler.  His bite will hurt bad.

So after I finished harvesting and went back to the house, I looked for Chuck.  Later, I found out that he had been down at the lake, but when he came back up, he noticed a big white oak snake hanging out on my garden fence.  Probably, waiting for a bird to light.  Well, frankly that is all I had to hear.  There is now a hoe hanging on the fence.  If he gives me any trouble, he’s toast.  Mr. No Shoulders has to go.

The Fruit of Our Labor

Lately, I’m getting an almost daily supply of cucumbers, but that’s ok. I love vinegared cucumbers. Next week I plan to post my grandmother’s vinegared cucumbers recipe and also how she taught me that  a little vinegar can awaken the flavors in foods.


Best of all, though, is that I have a new favorite vegetable.


Monsanto sent me seeds for custard beans. I wasn’t even sure what I was getting, but these bush wax beans were easy to grow and I found a new way to cook beans. That’s another recipe I’ll share.  I will definitely grow this cream-colored variety of bush beans again. They’re the best I’ve ever had. A big thank you to Monsanto for sending me these seeds.


My tomatoes are prolific, but I plan to fertilize them again next week to keep them setting flowers for the next crop.  I’ll probably fertilize the entire garden for the same reason.  I know I can keep tomatoes producing sometimes even into the Fall, but I’m less sure about the other plants.  This will be an experiment for me.

A One-Day Harvest

So as you can see, we’re enjoying the fruits of our labor, or should I say the veggies of our toil. Speaking of fruit, though, the blueberries have been producing, too.  I’ve been getting about a pint every other day.  I’m thinking of adding some to either biscuits or scones. Yum!  Or maybe a new type of cocktail made with muddled blueberries?  The options are endless.

A Mother’s Day Remembrance & Giveaway

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When I was young, I remember my mother wearing a corsage of red carnations to church on Mother’s Day. She told me that she did this to honor her mother, but when I got to church my Grandmother Hamrick was wearing a white carnation corsage. I found out later that she wore white in remembrance of her mother, who died when Grandma was two years old. When we got older, my little sister Pam and I wore little red carnation corsages with little red ribbons to honor ours.

My Mother and Her Parents

The beautiful tradition which seems to have been lost with time was to wear red to honor and white to remember. It is a beautiful mother/daughter tradition lost to modernity.

In 2009 at Mother’s Day, I was out of town and did not go to church; but I remember thinking that I could no longer wear a red carnation on that day. My mother passed away the year before. My life had changed in yet another way.

How Mother’s Day Began

Mother’s Day began in 1908, exactly one hundred years before my mother died in 2008. The woman who started it in the US did so in response to her own mother’s death in 1905. This woman Anna Jarvis never married nor had children of her own. In May 1908 she organized the first official Mother’s Day celebration at a Methodist church in Grafton, West Virginia.

She continued to work to organize the day and pushed through a letter writing campaign to have it made into a national holiday. Her persistence paid off because in 1914 President Woodrow Wilson signed a measure officially establishing the second Sunday in May as Mother’s Day, the first ever holiday honoring a woman in the US.

Its popularity, though, mushroomed during the 1930s when women all over the country started wearing corsages made from a flower picked from the bouquets of flowers given to them by their husbands–white to remember their descended mother and red to honor their mother still living.

By the 1960s women sometimes wore pink instead of red. My Grandmother.

I even found a little poem about the corsage tradition.

A Mother’s Day Corsage

A Mother’s Day corsage 
has a meaning of its own.
Red is to honor a living Mom…
But White means she is gone.
A Mom with a Yellow Corsage, 
says she is always in grief.
She lost the child she cherishes…
Her flowers make up a wreath.
But what about a Mom
 who has no corsage to wear?
Does it mean her arms are empty?
 Does it mean her life is bare?
If your Mother’s Day corsage
 is adorned with flowers of white,
Go find a Mom without a corsage…
And Make her Mother’s Day Right.

by Kaye DesOrmeaux, 2000
Charm of the Carolines

But who gives the corsage, because women stopped making their own by the time I was a young girl? Actually, the tradition later says that the father gives the corsage, but many women are widowed far too early. I remember my Mom handling the tradition for her mother after my grandfather died.

Plus life gets in the way, and I think at some point it didn’t matter. Someone just did it.

Mother’s Day Today

Here’s a little Mother’s Day trivia? Did you know that more phone calls are made on Mother’s Day than any other day of the year? It seems that a phone call has replaced the earlier tradition of the corsage.

I believe the tradition disappeared for two reasons. First, people don’t go to church like they used to do so. And second, the corsages got way too expensive. I can remember the large white orchid corsages that came about by the 1970s.  Maybe, the answer to the second reason is that women should pick a flower out of their bouquet and wear it to church.

I used to own a florist when my children were babies. I operated it out of my home. Here are some simple instructions on how to make a simple corsage.

Step by Step Instruction to Make A Simple Corsage

The secret is in the mechanics. If you have the right supplies, it is easy; and the supplies are cheap. You’ll need 4-5 very thin florist wires, floral tape for wrapping, a corsage stick pin, and thin ribbon.

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When I was young, we wore a simple corsage made with 3-5 miniature carnations. So I’ll use this example to teach you how to make your own. Honestly, it will only take you about ten minutes.

By the way, these corsages then only cost about a dollar. By the time my girls were young they cost about $3. I’m not sure what they cost today.

Take a flower and cut off its stem leaving a little on. Run a wire through to create a new stem that bends into the shape you want.

Take the tape and wrap it, thus so, twirling the flower and its new stem as you feed the tape. Floral tape is self-sticking on both sides, and this makes it easy to work with.

Now repeat with the rest of the carnations.

Next, press them together in the design you wish, pressing their stems together to create one bigger stem at the bottom. Wrap these all together with the floral tape.

Now, take a piece of wire and wrap it with the tape. You will use this to hold the bow together after you make a bow.

Then, make a bow from quarter inch ribbon and clasp it using the wire thus so.

Add this to the stem and then wrap the new stem thus so again with the tape. I placed my bow within the corsage, but you can place it at the bottom, too. Now curl the end of the stem.

Voila, you’re done! All you need is the stick pin to pin it on. Here, I show the corsage from the underside with the stick pin. You can see the corsage’s mechanics.

Finally, the corsage can be made a day in advance for flowers like carnations. Just seal it in a sandwich bag and refrigerate it. Make sure it is sealed well because the gasses from some fruits might make the flowers close or turn them yellow or brown.

You can also use flowers from your garden, just check them out, though. Some wilt quicker than others.  And gardenias bruise easily.

So there you are. Whatever you decide to do on Mother’s Day, wear a flower to remember her, wherever she is. I made this corsage in white to remember my mother, and I added a baby blue bow in remembrance of my mother-in-law, Dody. She loved baby blue.  I’ll wear it on Sunday to church and then to my sister-in-law’s home for Easter Dinner.

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Check out more Mother’s Day tips from the giveaway hosts here!

A Letter for Mom by Life on Summerhill

Memaws Homemade BBQ Sauce Recipe by the UnCoordinated Mommy

Mother’s Day Tips by A Savings Wow

 

Do you remember this Mother’s Day tradition about corsages? Do you have any unique Mother’s Day traditions in your family? Please share in the comments below.

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