Autumn Blues Hearts- a preview

Hi! Just a quick look at my newest group of hearts.

They are scented with cinnamon & Cape Cod lavender....Hopefully will be on sale by Sunday, October 11, just in time for Columbus Day. [etsy &/or eBay...]

I love Columbus Day! Old-fashioned holiday, but, to me, it marks the very beginning of autumn at The Beach. Enjoy!

Beach Treasure: The Decoy

A few weeks ago we had a full moon/ high tide storm and the fences that protect the nesting sites of the endangered bird species were swept away or toppled. The conservation people removed the fences afterward, much earlier than usual but late enough that the baby birds were long since fledged and gone. While the fences are up we respect their boundaries and beachcombers like myself do not venture into those areas or onto the dunes. But as soon as the fences and (threatening!) signs disappear I love to go see what all has accumulated since late March.

This year I almost immediately found something quite unusual. First I reluctantly passed up the huge seine net with floats and hooks and rings, and instead combed the edges of the dunes. And there I found a wonderful decoy of an arctic tern, handmade, hand painted, made out of wood.

Now all these years I've watched the fences go up each spring and the birds arrive. To the east are the arctic and common terns; an amazing and huge flock of black skimmers nests just beyond that. To the west are least terns, so tiny, so aggressive! And dotted all around are plover nests and oystercatcher nests---rare species that do not nest in communal flocks but like the company of others.

So I'd watch and I’d wonder: How do they know to come here? How do they know that these areas are for them and that they are safe? Why that part of the beach and not another unfenced section? The fences are not really much, I am not sure the birds can even perceive them--- just some posts and orange string and those nasty signs stuck in the sand. Sooooo???

plover chick  and adult oyser catcher/fence in upper right

So now I know! Just as duck hunters attract their prey with decoys the endangered species patrol attracts our shorebirds with decoys of their own kind. Who ever knew! And who would ever guess that they use handmade folk-art quality decoys instead of something plastic or mass produced.

mixed tern flock

adult skimmers and chicks

A treasure found, a mystery solved…….

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A note about the wild birds with whom we share our beach: at the end of the summer, large flocks of terns and plovers and skimmers and gulls congregate along the shoreline. They feed on the various organisms of the tidal beach, from bugs to clams to minnows to trash, fattening themselves for their long migrations south for the winter months. They need to eat as much as possible and conserve energy
for the long and stressful flights, sometimes many thousands of miles. The birds will scurry away from humans---often in adorably perfect unison--- but they try not to fly which requires more effort. And most beachgoers either respect the birds and detour around, or simply ignore them---which is fine. But late this summer on at least two occasions I saw young children, totally supervised by careful adults, allowed, even encouraged, to chase and harass the birds into flight.

                                                                                                                                          black skimmer flock

It was appalling to me.

One set of cute little boys chased the thousands of sanderlings and plovers into fight, not once, not twice but again and again and again until the flock flew away from out beach—their home!---in fear and frustration. They would circle around and around out over the waves, panic-stricken. Yet as soon as they resettled the boys would again attack. Another time children viciously chased the gulls, yes, a hardier sort of creature, but still not deserving of being attacked by diminutive human terrors.

                                                              pre-migratory sanderlings               



At the time I did and said nothing. Since this occurred at a public beach I was too cautious to approach the parents and remonstrate or complain. But I am asking you all now---please! Enjoy the beach, enjoy a day in the sun and sand and surf with your children. But please teach those children to respect the wild creatures who also live here at The Beach.

                     

skimmers in flight

Pls click on photos to see larger pix of my birds!

The Farmers Market - Harvest Bounty

By late September, it is harvest time here on the East Coast and my local farmers market brims with treasures of a summer’s bounty. In June the choices are small--- pickles and tiny carrots, some radishes and baby field lettuces. But now comes the harvest, fruits and vegetables that are feasts not just for our table but for our eyes and souls. What a joy it is to shop, ubiquitous LL Bean tote in hand, with happy neighbors, enjoying the sunshine, morning-picked produce and the smiles of the farmers themselves. Such a lovely change from the dreary super–supermarket, all wilted lettuce, sullen clerks, and mountains of toilet paper and cleansers.
Now in its second year, our small market has grown from maybe five vendors to perhaps twenty. We have, of course, wonderful potatoes and corn, squash and tomatoes from our own island; we have an Amish farm with fresh produce--- eggs, homemade noodles and relishes and that special Pennsylvania sweet, shoo-fly pie; a Long Island winery; a fresh-caught fish seller of course and a new seller, a lavender farm, from the North Fork of Long Island. And since this is a New York, semi-urban market, we have a pickle man and a knish dealer and our very favorite, a Brooklyn seller of fresh handmade pastas and traditional cheeses. Yum!

This week I had the extra fun of going to the market with my daughter. Not only was it a pleasure to shop with her but the extra pair of hands to tote the harvest produce was a huge asset. And, best part, she brought new ideas to the kitchen, suggesting we buy Bread Alone’s exceptional French multigrain sourdough loaf, so dark and chewy, not “sour” at all!---called pain au levain, to use for our Wednesday TV night’s grilled cheese sandwiches. Very good, it took the simple American lunch staple to new gourmet heights.

At the fruit sellers’ we got fresh cider, Ginger Gold apples and ripe peaches (a rarity in the grocery stores) for a cobbler later in the week. It would be topped with a dollop of sweetened fresh ricotta from the Italian cheese vendor (Papa Pasquale’s, Brooklyn NY) Another stand was the source of tiny new potatoes no bigger than marbles, wonderful roasted with olive oil and lemon pepper. Also amazing beefsteak tomatoes, to slice for those grilled cheese sandwiches. And an enormous bouquet of flame red and golden yellow dahlias which we knew would be wonderful in a blue and white pitcher on the table. When I hesitated over the flowers---such a short lifespan--- my daughter turned to me and said: Those are gorgeous! And they are.

Last we chose two types of winter squash and some onions to make a Martha Stewart stuffed winter squash recipe on Friday night. Her recipe is called “Moroccan-style Stuffed Acorn Squashes" (though I believe the ones I used were Delicatas); it is on page 170 of the October 09 issue of Martha Stewart Living. It came out soooo delicious and everyone loved it. And by the way, only 350 calories per serving. I will say I simplified and made a few changes---because I have to admit I have no clue what bulgur wheat is or where to buy it! (Is that like the grain in taboulleh? Or the kasha in kasha varnishkes?) I plan to investigate, but this week I substituted wild rice, added a ½ cup of pre-cooked crumbled Italian sweet sausage and also I used chopped dried apricots instead of the golden raisins which my grocery did not have.

Next week, I hope the October pumpkins and gourds start to appear. And we plan to buy an assortment of the truly splendid exotic eggplants and figure out a use for them. Until then, enjoy!