Sock Puppet Wars

Coming soon on Animal Planet....

The Seal Whisperer or.... The Seal Prediction of 2010

So. The results are in. Rudy is not crazy ( at least not in a new even crazier way than we already knew about ) and he apparently has some Aquaman type skills that are straight up ACUTE!

We went down to the beach late this afternoon... same spot the incident occurred yesterday. And here is what we were met with......






Yeah. It's a seal invasion. A possible seal take over? There's way too many of them out there for it to be a casual get together. They are clearly up to no good. We stood gawking at them for a good ten minutes and they showed no signs of moving on or being the least bit concerned by our presence. In fact I think I saw a few of them sticking their tongues out and laughing at us. Let me tell you also.... this was not an isolated group. It was like this the length of the beach. There must have been a hundred seals out there.

How did Rudy know? And what other mysteries of the universe is he solving even now? Incredible.

Other than the gang of aggressive blood thirsty seals it was a lovely (if not quite windy and cold) afternoon.






I can't remember if I mentioned it but I dropped our 18- 135 lens for the Nikon and I F'ing broke it. So we are shooting every lovin' thing with our 50 mm. It was a huge loss out there today to only have this tight little lens to shoot with. The sky was epic. I tried to capture it the best I could.

Another epic event today that should be listed is the Whoopie Pie baking I peeled off at work tonight. I have been wanting to make these for awhile I finally had the chance tonight. Let me tell ya people.... I am a natural born killah in the whoopie pie department.





I want to make whoopie pies for the whole world. It could really be the thing that stops the madness, ya know? If every single person got one at the same time? Cosmic. It would be like the reverse of a black hole.... it would be like Shangri-Whoopie- La!

Ok. I have to go to bed. Have a grand weekend!

Rudy Sees a Seal Ghost? Senses a Great White?

Yesterday was a gorgeous, fabulous day. The sort of day that makes you feel like spinning around Julie Andrews "The Sound of Music" style, shouting out about how grand life is and laughing gleefully like you have not got a care in the world. Yeah... it was that nice. SO we decided to hop on down to the beach here in Sconset to hang out, soak up some sun and let Rudy peel out for awhile. Rudy loves to spend the afternoon on the beach. If there aren't any other people around we can just let him wander around to his hearts content sniffing, digging and lavishing his fur with pungent odors in the patented stink roll as seen here...


He can usually keep himself occupied for hours. Every now and then he will come back to us and dig a bunker next to one of our chairs and crawl in to watch for birds to ambush. No worries for the birds. They always get away. As an aside let me just tell you that last week we were walking him off leash down the beach and he spied a seagull up ahead and took off after it. I watched in horror as I realized that the gull could not fly or even run away for that matter because it was injured. It was sort of washing back and forth in the surf at the waters edge. I started screaming at Rudy to "Leave It!" (this is what we say if we need him to drop some gnarly crap he is snacking on found on the ground, etc.) but he rushed right up to the thing and my mind was swirling with images of him ripping the thing up while it jabbed at his eyeballs with it's pointy seagull beak. So he ran up to it and then stopped a foot or so away and just stood there looking at it. He followed it as it washed up and down in the surf and sort of just puzzled at it. Billy made it to them first and he gently led Rudy away telling him what a "good boy" he was for leaving the seagull be. Every day since then of course Billy has scoffed at Rudy saying things like "You think you're a tough guy? You can't even kill a sick seagull!" This is their relationship. Billy and Rudy try to one up each other and make the other one look bad all the time. Like brothers. Like boys. Anyway... back to the original story.

We were sitting on the beach reading and sort of gazing out at the water watching a couple of fishing boats that were tooling around way out by the sandbar (there were no other people on the beach for at least a quarter of a mile on either side of us) and Rudy was laying in his bunker next to my chair facing the ocean. All the sudden he exploded up out of his hole barking and snarling. All the hair was up on his back and he was really, really on the defense. We both whirled around to see what was coming or who was around and.... nothing. There was nothing. Rudy continued to slowly advance toward the water barking like he was getting ready to fight for his life or defend ours. It was nuts how freaked out he was. And there was NOTHING out there. We tried to distract him and bring him back to our seats but he was in full blown attack mode. This went on for a good 3 to 4 minutes until Billy finally dragged him away and made him sit facing away from the water. Rudy still tried to turn his head to look back and was whining and crying in worry. Eventually we calmed him down and went back to reading for a couple minutes when he suddenly went off again. This time we ended up having to leave because he would not cool his jets. Ok. Sooooo WTF, right? Either we have a delusional, neurotic terrier or there was an 18 foot great white trolling for seals twenty feet off the beach? Or perhaps Moby Dick's evil cousin was communicating telepathically with Rudy from the briny deep? It really makes ya wonder. It was a sunny, calm day with nothing going on. Either this dog has a wicked imagination and is a great play actor or some creepy shit was slinkin' around in the water not too far off. We will never know. It's not the first time The Rudester has faced off against the mighty Atlantic with a bit of an attitude. When hurricane Earl was peelin' through he was downright surly about it. Please do click through on this photo to see the look on his face.




What a majestic beast, right? I'll let ya know if we end up having to get him set up on anti psychotic drugs. Or if Sconset gets wiped out by a giant sea monster.

OMG

I can't even believe I am here. On this blog. I can't believe they let me in. "They" meaning the password gremlins that live inside the Internets caves and deep, dark hollows. I mean... I completely abandoned ship like 3 months ago, right? And I am totally talking to myself right now, right? Because I know that nobody else is out there pickin' up what I am puttin' down. Well, I'm doin' it anyway. I may as well hold a conversation with me, myself and I for awhile and see if anyone comes back around.

How can I sum up the three months I have been absent in writing here? How about this... It sucked worse than anything has ever sucked before (for me personally) but somehow I survived it. It's not worth droning on about.... I had a job, it was not nice. We had an apartment which was also.... not nice. I worked 6 days a week in the dead of night and struggled to sleep for 4 hours a day through the heat and loud noise of a summer spent living above The 'Sconset Market. And now it's October. Let's pick up right here and now shall we?

For anyone who lost track... we are living out on Nantucket Island off the coast of Massachusetts. The Airstream is in storage back in Illinois. Rudy is alive and well. Billy is Billy as always. I am a hot mess similar to a spilled pot of spaghetti on a white dining room rug. So nothing there has changed. We had planned to come out to Nantucket for the summer and then peel out for parts unknown again come September but that plan has changed. This is mostly due to lack of funding for random acts of traveling. These are seriously hard times for a couple of bums like us with a bug up their ass to move every 6 months. The other reasons for staying here are butter, flour and sugar. I continue to bake and surprisingly enough Billy is baking now too. We managed to pin down jobs at a brand new bakery right downtown which is cute as heck. It's called The Petticoat Row Bakery and is open year round which is not typical for Nantucket. Most everything shuts down in the off season here. The bakery was opened by the Re-Main Foundation which is striving to revitalize downtown Nantucket for the year round community. There are around 10,000 islanders in the winter here and in the summer the population shoots up to around 50,000. Quite a difference, no? Re-Main thinks that these 10,000 souls left to languish out here during the long cold months of a New England winter should still at least be able to get a fresh baguette or a cupcake with a coconut butter cream frosting or a gluten free brownie for pete's sake! So Billy and I are among the folks workin' to keep the dream alive. So far so good. Here are some images from our nights spent in the Petticoat kitchen.

Starry Little Blueberry Pies....

What I am now calling King Kong Cookies... they started as Thomas Keller's version of Nutter Butters and have transitioned into cookies monstrosities filled with peanut butter cream, chocolate butter cream and fresh banana butter cream. They should really be illegal.

This is the bakery.....

Billy's gorgeous and delicious baguettes...

A chocolate linzer tart....

Billy's hand painted cupcakes....

Kinda makes you slobber a little bit and wish you had a cookie to cram in your face right now right? Yah, me too.

We are still living above the market out in the village but will be moving in closer to town near the end of this month. Our winter rental has an art studio ( a full on real one) for Billy to work in so he will no longer be crammed in to a creepy corner or painting in the middle of the living room as he has had to do in the past. I can't say what this winter will hold for us.... the bakery is brand new and they really have no idea what to anticipate for the dead of winter. We have not spent a winter out her in almost ten years. It's an experience. I am going to do my best to photograph the island and some of our friends here to share on the blog.

Today we took a long walk out at Sanford Farm. Rudy loooooves it out there. So do I actually. Here are some images from the walk.









I imposed a sort of a vintage-y feeling to all these images because that was the way I was seeing things today. I guess it is the colors of fall that lead my mind in that direction.

When we made it up to the old barn and Ram's Pasture, Billy grabbed an old school jump shot of Rudy and I because the time and place were just right for one....




I am just glad I still have the jump in me. One of these times I'll probably throw out my back or break my hip or some shit trying to do it. And it will all be recorded on the camera.... so we have that to look forward to.

We Are Still Alive

Terrier Levitation

Spooky Foggy Water

Dead Dogs

Crazy Legs

Billy Upsidedown

4th Sunset on the Harbor

Ferry Boats

Slaving Away in the Kitchen

Finally Summer!

Absolute Tranquility (about to be shattered)

This weekend loads of summer folk will arrive on Nantucket. Our time of quiet is just about done. It has been fabulous to have Sconset and it's gorgeous scenery all to ourselves for the past couple weeks. Memorial Day weekend is a big one out here... there's The Figawi Race for one thing. This results in hundreds (perhaps thousands) of drunk sailors storming the island for two days. I'll be glad to be out here on the far end of the island away from that action.

Wine and Cheese (and Miracle Whip)

Today is the last day of the Nantucket Wine Festival which has kept us busy the past few days. I don't have pics because we were working as volunteers. Today we get to go as guests... so it's a day of sashaying about with the upper crusties for us.

This coming week is the opening of the cafe and market I am baking for. Thursday is the big day. I just have to survive memorial day weekend and then things should settle down for a few weeks til the busy season hits us like a ton of cobblestones and soft shell crab sandwiches on July 4th weekend. I'll have Billy come down and shoot some images of the kitchen and my giant mixing bowl this week. It's this bowl that is going to give me big guns like Popeye before the summer is over.

Until then... a few more random ACK shots. I have to get get fancied up for our day at The White Elephant.

Rudy and I loitering in the front yard of some mansion on the bluffs at dusk.... I am wearing my thrifted Narciso Rodriguez cashmere coat. It's probably my best thrift score of this past year.

And here is Billy getting his Nantucket groove on.

We had dinner with a dear friend who is visiting the island from right next door on Martha's Vineyard last night whom we have not seen in a long while. Jaime can make a silk purse out of a sow's ear as my Gram always says and we had a lovely little date with she and her boyfriend Paul at their wee little cottage which is about twenty paces from our own door here in Sconset. She had nothing to work with but a cutting board the size of an emery board in a thimble sized kitchen yet she dashed off a gorgeous meal. We had a great time and Jaime... I did not detect a trace of soap on those olives. ;) But maybe it was just the tang of The Miracle Whip coating my tongue? (inside joke y'all)

Secret Way

This way is actually not too much of a secret. It's a pretty well trodden path here in Sconset.... but this little section always feels like a wee bit of magic is workin' on ya.

Roughage

Lots of hour glass sand effects coming from Rudy's hind end again these days. His diet consists of 70% dog food/30% beach. Because to dig a hole like this apparently involves eating a few cups of sand each time.

A Pic a Day Kind of a Thang

I have so many photos. If I can't get a wordy post up I may as well slap up a pic. It's the least I can do after so many months of negligence.



Just us kids... my Mom snapped this one of us on Billy's recent birthday. He turned 35. What a whippersnapper.