Sunday, May 26, 2019
She's baaaack!!!
It was a great week for Sag Harbor. The beloved Sag Harbor Cinema sign was going back up and there was a lighting ceremony last night. They've started work on the interior of the building but have a ways to go yet. They aiming for a re-opening this Fall. In the meantime, it's so wonderful to have our iconic village symbol back where it belongs. I snapped this picture the day it went back up. Stay tuned for a pic of it at night.
I heart yardsales
I had brunch with my friends Robert, Marcia, and Dani yesterday. We had a lovely meal at Wolffer Kitchen on Main Street. Afterwards they had plans to hit a yard sale here in the village and wanted to know if I cared to tag along. But of course! Who doesn't love a good yard sale? It was right near me on Hempstead Street, the street you cross to get to Haven's Beach.
The sign on the street was hilarious:
I had my eye out for a lamp for the porch. I had tried a new arrangement of the furniture out there just the day before. I brought in the curved little teak bench that had been in the front yard for years. I think it looks great. I put the little side table with the drawer next to the front door and that's where I thought a new lamp would look good. Well, at this sale I spotted a dusty one covered in seashells that would do the trick. It hadn't been used in years. The girl running the sale wasn't sure if it even worked. There was what looked like bird seeds in the light socket! I asked how much she wanted. "I dunno, $10? $5? $2?" "Well," I said, "if it's $2 I'll take it! If it doesn't work I'll re-wire it myself." So, done and done. I got it home, found a light bulb, and what do you know? It worked! I dusted off the shade and glue gunned some apple green grosgrain ribbon around the trim that works nicely with the colors not he porch and...VOILA! The perfect addition to the porch decor...and it only cost me a measly TWO DOLLARS! I love a bargain (and an easy craft project!) :)
The sign on the street was hilarious:
I had my eye out for a lamp for the porch. I had tried a new arrangement of the furniture out there just the day before. I brought in the curved little teak bench that had been in the front yard for years. I think it looks great. I put the little side table with the drawer next to the front door and that's where I thought a new lamp would look good. Well, at this sale I spotted a dusty one covered in seashells that would do the trick. It hadn't been used in years. The girl running the sale wasn't sure if it even worked. There was what looked like bird seeds in the light socket! I asked how much she wanted. "I dunno, $10? $5? $2?" "Well," I said, "if it's $2 I'll take it! If it doesn't work I'll re-wire it myself." So, done and done. I got it home, found a light bulb, and what do you know? It worked! I dusted off the shade and glue gunned some apple green grosgrain ribbon around the trim that works nicely with the colors not he porch and...VOILA! The perfect addition to the porch decor...and it only cost me a measly TWO DOLLARS! I love a bargain (and an easy craft project!) :)
The death of Bambi
A couple of days ago I woke up and looked out my front window. My neighbor from across the street, Robin, was in my front yard with another woman. She was on her cellphone. I looked closer and at their feet was a baby deer, a fawn. Rather than go out there in my robe, I gave it a rest...I was also afraid it might be something concerning the vacant lot next door. Were they questioning all the leaves and branches that have been dumped there?
An hour or so later I looked out again. The ladies had left but the mama deer had showed up. As I opened my front door to take a picture the mama took off down the street. The baby could barely move, she/he had a hard time even standing on it's legs. My friend Jan told me that for the first couple of days after they're born fawns don't move a lot. I snapped this pic. It was cute I must say.
Later I got a call from my OTHER neighbor, Dan, from next door. The fawn was now in my BACKYARD. It had gotten there from the space between the house and the side gate. He suggested opening the gate in case the mother wanted to find her baby. Ok, so I did that. Later that afternoon they were both gone. Case closed, right? Not so fast.
The next morning I woke up to see the baby DEAD in the front yard. Great. Now what?
I called Animal Protection and told them I had a dead deer in my yard. The lady said "if it's on your property it's YOUR responsibility." Fabulous. She said I might want to put it out on the street and maybe the garbage men would pick it up. Yeah, right. That's not gonna happen. We don't have town garbage service, it's all private contracts (as is mine). They wouldn't touch a dead animal if they didn't have to. So I decided the best plan of attack would be to bag the deer and leave it for my garbage men. The problem? It was Friday and they don't come TIL WEDNESDAY. Ugh. So the dead animal would be fermenting in my garbage can for FIVE DAYS. I put it into two thick contractor bags along with a bunch of leaves to (hopefully) quell the smell if there was any. My friend Tony says that it wouldn't decompose in that amount of time, that it takes a lot longer. That made me feel better. But still. Just knowing that there's a dead body in my garbage can is unnerving...kinda putting a damper on my Memorial Day Weekend. It's always something, right?
An hour or so later I looked out again. The ladies had left but the mama deer had showed up. As I opened my front door to take a picture the mama took off down the street. The baby could barely move, she/he had a hard time even standing on it's legs. My friend Jan told me that for the first couple of days after they're born fawns don't move a lot. I snapped this pic. It was cute I must say.
Later I got a call from my OTHER neighbor, Dan, from next door. The fawn was now in my BACKYARD. It had gotten there from the space between the house and the side gate. He suggested opening the gate in case the mother wanted to find her baby. Ok, so I did that. Later that afternoon they were both gone. Case closed, right? Not so fast.
The next morning I woke up to see the baby DEAD in the front yard. Great. Now what?
I called Animal Protection and told them I had a dead deer in my yard. The lady said "if it's on your property it's YOUR responsibility." Fabulous. She said I might want to put it out on the street and maybe the garbage men would pick it up. Yeah, right. That's not gonna happen. We don't have town garbage service, it's all private contracts (as is mine). They wouldn't touch a dead animal if they didn't have to. So I decided the best plan of attack would be to bag the deer and leave it for my garbage men. The problem? It was Friday and they don't come TIL WEDNESDAY. Ugh. So the dead animal would be fermenting in my garbage can for FIVE DAYS. I put it into two thick contractor bags along with a bunch of leaves to (hopefully) quell the smell if there was any. My friend Tony says that it wouldn't decompose in that amount of time, that it takes a lot longer. That made me feel better. But still. Just knowing that there's a dead body in my garbage can is unnerving...kinda putting a damper on my Memorial Day Weekend. It's always something, right?
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