Life As I See It: Schoharie

Showing posts with label Schoharie. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Schoharie. Show all posts

What To Do When The Road Ahead Is Filled With Uncertainty

Friday, November 20, 2020


  The road of uncertainty....have you ever been on it?  Are you on it now?  John and I recently found ourselves on a fabulous little dirt road recently in Schoharie County, one of those roads that beckons you to make a quick turn off the main highway.  I could see by looking at the GPS on my phone that it was quite long, but did indeed come out eventually onto a main road.  This was a typical detour for our road trips, foregoing the main road for the adventure and slower pace of its dirt and gravel counterpart.  We're used to potholes and road dust and the extra time it takes us to navigate obstacles so we can enjoy the journey in a less rushed pace.  It's always worth the gamble........and the sacrificial dirty vehicle.


At the beginning of the road we passed a farm, a few old forsaken barns and homes, a few still inhabited but eventually we were surrounded by nothing but vegetation.  The road often narrowed, many times causing us to wonder what we'd do if we were met by an oncoming car since there was no place to pull off to make way for them.  We'd traveled up hills and down, negotiated curves and bends and after a long while we were faced with the scene pictured in the photograph above.  Without realizing it, we were suddenly enveloped in shadows.  The road ahead looked as if it might actually end at the edge of a cliff.  What we could see ahead, beyond our shadows looked as if it were miles away - the road and our connection to anything just disappearing somewhere between us and the world beyond.  For a moment or two, we were suspended in the unknown of what was ahead and if it was safe to proceed.

Life in 2020 is not much unlike the situation we were in on that dirt road.  Navigating life in 2020 has been a series of potholes and dangerous curves, our view ahead often obstructed by conditions that were unfamiliar and unsafe.  We've been called upon to change our direction and detour down a road that wasn't on our GPS.  Some have lost jobs and income, kids had to leave the company of their friends in school and navigate the ups and downs of virtual learning, people used to being surrounded by friends and co-workers had to learn to function in a quiet, contained, solo bubble.  What used to be the norm, even if that norm was filled with chronic illness, life without a spouse, limited funds, normal life struggles, now was a new, even more challenging norm.  We all deal with daily challenges, but now, on top of those, are new challenges, new detours, new fears...all a little more difficult to navigate because we have no GPS, no book of directions, no help on Google, no Siri or Alexa to guide us through the problem.  We are stranded on a dirt road, in the middle of nowhere, without a compass or GPS with no cell service.  All we have left to guide us is our faith.

Sitting in the car, shadowed by the surrounding, decades-old trees offering just a tiny view of the light and hope ahead, we knew our only option was to trust our faith and proceed ahead with caution.  We couldn't stay still, idling in the shadows, we couldn't turn back, there was no room for that, all we could do was go forward.  2020 is just like that.  We can't turn back, we can't forget or pretend we're in a dream, though we wish we were, we can't rely on magic wands to wave us out of the nightmare....all we can do is trust our gut and take a leap of faith forward.

I have done pretty well tolerating the limitations Covid has caused.  Being a homebody and somewhat of an introvert, I wasn't feeling cooped up or lonely.  My immediate family is close by and I see them often.  I'm pretty efficient at online shopping and can always be amused taking photos of birds out my window or writing when the inspiration strikes, so I felt life wasn't all that compromised, for me at least.  The political insanity which we assumed would end on Election Day continues.  Tensions and dissentions rage on as even a tradition as old and democratic as an election has gone haywire and is in dispute.  Numbers of Covid cases are on the rise at a stunningly alarming rate and here we are with Thanksgiving next week,  Christmas not far behind, and we find ourselves once again standing on the edge of a cliff, unable to see where the road leads.  

People often tell me my blog posts or Facebook posts bring a positive message and light.  I've noticed lately when I schedule my daily posts, it's hard to find an uplifting thought to add.  I've felt discouraged and tired of the rut we're still in, since March, tired of sacrificing family gatherings even though I know we must in order to keep my 88 yr old mom safe.  Normally Christmas is a two month event for our household but this year I can't even find the spirit to decorate.  I just want it to be New Year's Eve and hope and pray that 2021 brings us a paved road that's free of potholes and detours.  I find that I've let myself slip into the vacuum of the darkness of despair where I know so many have been these past several months even though I was convinced it wouldn't happen to me.  Yet here I am. 


 2020 isn't over and there's no guarantee that 2021 will be different.  We have no way of knowing what tomorrow has in store, or if our GPS will be able to guide us through.  We can be sure there will still be people who disbelieve that Covid is real and those people will balk at the restrictions and their rights being infringed upon by wearing a mask or not being able to sit at a bar.  We can be sure our political future will continue to be riddled by doubt and defiance, even if it's from the sidelines once the new administration is in place.  Too much damage has been done for it to be totally restored.  Despair and disappointment in life is guaranteed, God never promised otherwise.  But He did say this, "Do Not Be Afraid".  He said it 365 times in the bible.  That means that everyday, all year, we can remind ourselves that no matter how scary the situation we find ourselves in, no matter how uncertain the road ahead, no matter how desperate we feel, God says, do not be afraid.  We may not have thought of this reassurance that day on the dirt road, but our faith told us to move forward.  The light was in front of us, not behind us.  The unknown is scary, but idling in place is pointless.  We could all give up and hope what we see is a giant cliff ahead where we can leap out of the nightmare we're in, but then how would we know how the story ends?  The only way to know is to keep driving, slow and steady, out of the darkness and into the light, with faith and hope and trust that this is not how the story ends.  Life ahead may not be a fairytale, but I want to believe there's something better in store......if we just keep moving.

Thank you for hanging in there and for being the light that keeps me moving along!



An Egg-citing Display at the Schoharie Easter Egg Museum

Monday, April 15, 2019
Whoever warned us not to put all your eggs in one basket must not have known Mildred Vroman.  Mildred's eggs would never fit in one basket, in fact, they barely fit in one building!  Lucky for us, they do fit and we got to enjoy them - all 5000 of them - this weekend at the Schoharie Easter Egg Museum. 

Mildred Vroman was in her first year of employment as librarian of the Schoharie Free Library in 1950 when she and her friend, Elizabeth Warren, fell in love with the children's book, An Easter Tree, by Katherine Milhous.  In 1953, Mildred and Elizabeth spent their spare time in Vroman's basement decorating 500 Easter eggs.  The women displayed their eggs on a piece of poplar branch at the library each year until 1963, by which time the collection had grown to 1000 eggs.  Mildred retired from her position as librarian in 1984 but her passion for decorating eggs never waned. 

Mildred's Easter Egg exhibit went dormant for a time, but she brought it back in 1995.  Eventually, when Mildred turned 91, she had a museum built on her property on Covered Bridge Lane.  She ran the annual exhibit for several years until her passing in 2012 at the age of 103.  In 2013, Mr. & Mrs.  Heyman purchased the property, museum and all, and soon realized they had also acquired Mildred's collection of eggs.  The Heymans have continued Mildred's annual tradition of opening the exhibit during the Easter season, but hope to one day have the collection moved to a different location.  Proceeds from the exhibit's admission fee ($5.00 per adult and $2.00 per child) will go to the Schoharie Free Library.    To read more about the exhibit and all the work the Heyman's have done to preserve Mildred's collection, check out this fascinating article from the Daily Gazette: https://dailygazette.com/article/2019/04/11/schoharie-once-again-the-egg-capital

Among Mildred's collection, you can enjoy a variety of themes and scenes including Disney characters, religious scenes, nursery rhyme characters, circus animals and clowns, presidents and so much more.   Mildred and Elizabeth used many types of eggs including duck eggs, goose eggs, ostrich eggs but never chicken eggs because they were too fragile.  Each egg had to be pricked with a needle on the top and bottom, and the egg blown out.  Whew....I'm out of breath just thinking about that.  Then began the process of painting, dressing and arranging scene after scene, egg after egg.....

With 5000 eggs on display, you can imagine I didn't photograph them all.  However, I did capture more than I can include here.  I plan to share my entire collection of photos (still a small portion of the 5000) on my Life As I See It Facebook page later this week.  For now, enjoy a short collection from our visit.  You'll really enjoy this more on a laptop or desktop computer where you can really see all the details.




















One of my favorite quotes (and inspirations) is, "We all die.  The goal isn't to live forever.  The goal is to create something that will".   I think Mildred and her friend, Elizabeth, did just that.  In the simple, yet painstaking, process of embracing with their passion - a simple inspiration from a children's book, Mildred and Elizabeth created a collection of ornate and beautiful pieces that have (and will) bring joy to generations.  We may not be inspired to paint (or decorate) Easter eggs, but what might we create that will remain long after we're gone?  The exhibit continues this weekend, Friday and Saturday, 10:00-5:00 and Sunday, 12:00-5:00.   You won't be disappointed.  Stay tuned to my Facebook page for many more photos later Tuesday....https://www.facebook.com/GAWelter/  In case you missed my previous post, keep scrolling and check out the 60's exhibit, Wheels of Change, at the Saratoga Automobile Museum.  Thanks for stopping by!  Come back soon to Life As I See It.

Seven Years After Hurricane Irene Struck Schoharie County, There's A Silver Lining

Wednesday, September 5, 2018

If you were to read my Directory (and I wish you would) you'd see that I have some favorite places, places I visit and share here on the blog.  Most of them are right here in NYS within an hour from home.  Those places include, in no particular order, Easton, Chatham, Galway, Fulton, Montgomery and Schoharie counties.  Aside from the fact they all appear a shameless number of times in the blog, they are all rural countrysides.  They all have miles and miles of open fields and farms, they're each quite photogenic and over the past four years, I've met some truly wonderful people who live in each of these locales. Most of these places were fairly new to me when I started the blog, that is except for Schoharie county.  I've been visiting Schoharie county for a good four decades.  My dad's job often took him to Schoharie county and when the Blenheim-Gilboa Visitor Center opened, we visited.  A very close family friend, Ruth LaPan, moved from Saratoga Lake to Blenheim where, in her 70's or so, she ran the Blenheim House until her death.  When our girls were little, we visited the Power Authority and Ruth, and we took my grandmother to Shaul's for her annual trunk-load harvest.  Oh how she loved food, especially fresh, local produce.  With such a long love affair for Schoharie, you can imagine how heartsick I was when John and I drove through the village of Schoharie seven years ago a couple days after Hurricane Irene unleashed her fury leaving everything covered in mud and debris.  Destroying homes, crops, belongings, livelihoods and lives, there was a time when things in Schoharie county looked pretty bleak.  Here's a glimpse of what we saw that day in 2011 that I'll never forget....







I have more, but they're just too sad.  A year later we took our granddaughter to the Pumpkin Patch and while things were looking more normal, there were definitely still signs of the flood that no one would forget.
Sign in the lower left corner indicates water levels from previous floods.

Blenheim-Gilboa Visitor Center

Schoharie isn't the only place to have lived through such a devastation of nature, not this year not other years. Seeing these photos reminds me that driving through the destruction of Hurricane Irene, seeing the chaos it brought, knowing the lives it changed....we spectators have no idea of just how much was lost in the course of one terrible storm.  We saw it on the news, we read about it online and in the papers, but just like any other form of tragedy and loss, we haven't a clue of the depth of loss that those affected had to overcome.  To drive through this area today, one would probably never know anything happened back in 2011.  They wouldn't know the struggles of the farmers whose crops were lost.  Houses along Main Street are mostly recovered, though not all.  To the uninformed tourist, one would never know.  But that doesn't erase the pain, it doesn't fix the broken, it doesn't ease the worry - worry that such a flood might happen again one day, even when things look like this....
This past weekend we visited some of our favorite spots in Schoharie county.  We had lunch at Schoharie Valley Farms, always a perfect stop for a delicious lunch, a baked dessert, fresh produce and beautiful things for your garden.  From there we went on to Middleburg to Under the Nose where we split one of Lin Quinn's delicious homemade ice cream sandwiches.  We made sure to bring home a 'Booger" for the grandkids too!  If you've never been or if you've never heard of a 'Booger', check out my post:
https://www.lifeasiseeitphotography.net/2017/10/discovering-treasure-right-under-nose.html
Then, with tummy's full and the weather perfect, we spent the next few hours driving the back roads of Schoharie county.  Some people may say there's no God, but the people in Schoharie county might beg to differ.  I don't know if it was the crystal blue sky or the puffy white clouds, or just God smiling down on the anniversary of the victims of Hurricane Irene, but I might say the photos I took that day are some of the prettiest I've ever captured.  For that one sunny day, the black cloud that was Hurricane Irene was a distant memory.  For those who read this that endured the Flood of 2011, know you are strong, you are resilient, you are survivors.  Your struggles may seem unnoticed but there are many who look up to you and remember your defeat that awful August day.  As in most dark clouds, there was a silver lining and in that lining exists one of the prettiest places on earth.  I know - I've seen it.  I've savored it, I've captured it and I share it.  Here's a small glimpse of the many photos from this weekend.  The rest will be featured in a short movie montage on my Facebook page, https://www.facebook.com/GAWelter/

Thanks for stopping by Life As I See It.  I hope you'll share today's post with people you know who love Schoharie county as much as I do.  This post is for all of them.  To read more posts about Schoharie, check out my Directory (https://www.lifeasiseeitphotography.net/p/directory.html) under Destinations-New York.  If you enjoyed this blog and want to read more, consider subscribing!  All you need to do is enter your email and every new post will be delivered right to your inbox.  No more waiting for Facebook to bring it to you.
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