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March 3 - March 9, 2005 Edition
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TISBURY March 3, 2005 Hermine Hull - 508-693-2525 - hrmhull@gis.net Here we are again with snow, snow, snow. I feel like it is the most beautiful, since it might be the last of the winter. Happily, my new car is up to the task. Mike and I have been talking about getting a new car for about a year now. My beloved Trooper (1990) had been kept in perfect mechanical shape by my husband and Kenny Belain, but its body was looking like a lace doily - a rusty lace doily. Mike's applications of Bondo weren't keeping ahead of the problem. So we started studying up on cars. Isuzu doesn't make Troopers anymore. Neither the Honda nor the Toyota I drove felt right. I had a set of criteria that didn't seem to fit any vehicle available. I wanted four-wheel drive, room for two large dogs, good visibility, good space for packing paintings, painting equipment, plants (trees, shrubs, and twelve flats of impatiens, not just a pot or two of geraniums,) and comfortable seats with good support. I had driven my friend Sue's Rav4 over the winter and discovered the issue of automatic window controls on the armrests in the back seat when Tallulah almost decapitated herself as we were driving along one morning. Although I really prefer crank windows and old-fashioned door locks, no such things exist any longer. On our way home from the Rhode Island Flower Show last weekend, my sister-in-law BZ and I stopped in at the Jeep dealership in Falmouth. We checked out the cars in the showroom and I took home some brochures for Mike to look at. Mike actually agreed to go off-Island with me, not so surprising since mechanical parts were involved, and the next morning we set forth. We came home with a very handsome dark green (Beryl Pearl) Jeep Liberty. It's tall and square like my Trooper, has the window controls between the front seats, nowhere near Tallulah. The straight up and down seats, low headrests, and narrow pillars between good-sized windows give excellent visibility. Good ground clearance. I'm getting accustomed to the automatic door locks, which are a pain in the neck, and am somewhat mystified that nothing gets gas mileage as good as my 15-year-old Trooper, but this is pretty close. I hope everyone will start to recognize my new vehicle and wave to me again. I was surprised not to have heard from Dick Burt after writing about him a couple of weeks ago. When we saw each other this morning he said he could picture all of us around the table at Humphreys just as I had described. He and Nancy Cramer had been away at the Baltimore Craft Show and when they returned, Jessica had tacked up a copy of the column for them to read. The Bessire family gathered in New York City last weekend to visit the gates in Central Park and to celebrate the seventh birthday of Blakey Bessire, elder daughter of Mark and Aimee. Grandma Louise took Blakey and her cousins, Nicholas and Emma, to tea at the Plaza Hotel. Younger sister Clay will be old enough to attend next year, but she was able to join the rest of the family for a performance by the New York City Ballet that evening. Glenn and Linda Hearn have returned from two weeks in Naples and Sanibel, Fla. where it was sunny every day. Good trustee that she is, Linda visited the library, which had a recent addition. She commented on lots of empty space on the shelves and lots of places for people to sit to read or work. Happy birthday on the fifth to Al Mentzel. And happy birthday to my friend Blue Cullen. It was Feb. 25. I invited her out to breakfast the next morning and delivered her to the Steamship Authority terminal in Vineyard Haven, where we were supposed to be met by a group of friends yelling “surprise!” as we kidnapped her off-Island for a day of celebrating. I had told her that I had to change a boat ticket on our way to breakfast, which is how I got her there, but nobody else was there yet. I pretended that I had left the ticket in the car and had to go back, then suggested we look at the photographs in the waiting room. I was getting desperate when finally we turned around and Blue said, “Oh look, what are Nancy and Lindsay doing here?” Nancy Rogers, Lindsay Famariss, Annie and Sadie Parr, and Blue's sister, Candy DaRosa, made up the group. The plan was for a special tea party at the Dunbar Tea Room in Sandwich. She certainly was surprised and everyone enjoyed the day. Beth from Biga asked me to let everyone know that she and Douglas will reopen the bakery on March 7. Douglas's mom, who lives in Syracuse, N.Y., is undergoing open-heart surgery and they need to be with her. Our thoughts and prayers go out to her. Karen Ogden told me that her witch hazel is blooming in her yard. I have seen the cornus mas at Polly Hill's and lots of snowdrops. We have crocuses and the tips of daffodils poking up through the snow. Of which more is expected this week. |
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