Archive for May, 2007

Big Mill Baby Boomers Band

Oh, it is always fun at Big Mill. This week we had, as I have named them, The Baby Boomers Big Mill Band…

They are still working on what to call themselves. Each of these fellas played in a band in high school and, so they tell me, once you get it in your blood, it never goes away.

Barney on keyboard, Jay on drums and Allen on Sax.

They played their first “gig” to a most appreciative crew of Big Mill folks. These guys are from all points, somehow finding each other again in Eastern North Carolina.  This will be a regular thing, so maybe you will be lucky to hear this music in the making.

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Big Mill Clothesline and the Washington Post

I hear Going Green is now trendy and it is high time. Big Mill has been Green long before the rest of the world noticed. But they notice now!
 
In May the Washington Post ran a story on Eco-friendly Inns and used a photo of the Big Mill Clothesline with the innkeeper hanging out sheets. I am thrilled finally be in the main stream, well almost….

 
Click here to read the Washington Post story where Big Mill was featured. 
 

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All the flowers are blooming!

All the flowers are popping out and the grass is green and growing fast. Jesse and Margaret do a wonderful job of keeping the yard so pristine. Time will move slowly if you just relax in the hammock or sit in the new wicker swing that hangs from a pecan tree of this charming inn in North Carolina’s rural coastal plain.
 
The annual pilgrimage to Virginia Beach in search of the elusive heirloom white eggplants has been made. The Cook’s Garden is planted, so now we just pamper the seedlings and wait for the produce.   

butterfly_phlox.jpgThe sturdiest perennials like the peonies, tradescantia (spiderwort), ginger lilies, everlasting sunflowers, old garden phlox and the herbs are up and fighting for equal space in the garden.

Ginger lilies are just popping up, waiting to perfume the night air. And the red poppies of Georgia O’Keefe are blowing like the poppies of Flanders Fields.

I miss my dad and my cousin Bobby G. in the spring. They both used the Old Farmer’s Almanac religiously. Even after my father died, I could call Bobby G. and ask him if it really was all right to plant potatoes on a certain day. And he would tell me. The planting is tied to the phases of the moon, and only on certain days do you plant root crops and different days for above ground crops.
 
So begins spring at Big Mill… we just enjoy the outside, never forgetting to sip lemonade under the shade of the old pecan tree.

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