Tamara's Journeys

Journeys as great as the destinations.

Sunday in Maine

June 28th, 2015

I cry! You cry! We all cry for whoopie pie! The annual Whoopie Pie Festival is the most delicious day of the year featuring more than 100 different whoopie pies and is held in Dover-Foxcroft, Maine. Who can resist rich, creamy icing spread between two soft, delicious cakes? They’ve been a Mainer special confection for years and will be for years to come, and the subject of Friday Funnies last week.

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I arrived early to get fresh samples before the crowds. There were too many tempting flavors! Carrot cream cheese. Chocolate mint. Pumpkin chocolate chip. Salted Carmel. Molasses ginger. There were also children’s activities, vendors and a whoopie pie eating contest later in the day for entertainment besides the band. I was particularly fond of the carrot-cake whoopies, but then who really can argue with carrot-cream cheese?

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Satisfied that I was properly sugared up, I packed up my whoopies and headed for the Katahdin Cruise in Greenville. Along the way, on State Route 15 near Guilford I passed the Lowes covered bridge. The original was built in 1857, and washed away by flood in 1987. It was then rebuilt in 1990 with a span of 120 feet over the Piscataquis River.

Guilford Lowes Covered Bridge 1

Greenville moose tour Greenville sign

Greenville is located at the lower end of Moosehead Lake, the largest lake in the state of Maine making it a popular summer destination for tourists. Before tourists arrived, a small steamboat was launched in 1836 to tow logs. And in 1838 the first large lake steamer began operations. In later years, a succession of steamers by the named Katahdin cruised the lake. The current S/S Katahdin was built in 1914 so tourists could enjoy the region’s scenic beauty.

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Yesterday’s three hour cruise traveled up the lake 12 miles to the widest part of the lake, just north of the largest islands on Moosehead Lake. We were lucky the weather was very clear and we were able to get incredible views of Mount Kineo, Mount Katahdin (Maine’s largest) and the Twin Peaks to the left of it. http://www.katahdincruises.com/

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In 1973, a group of local seaplane pilots and bush pilots from Moosehead Lake got together and established the Greenville International Seaplane Fly-In. The event takes place on the weekend before Labor Day and is a very popular annual attraction that grows larger every year. I’m disappointed that I won’t be around to see that. A couple seaplanes did fly over the Katahdin while I was onboard, however they were too fast to capture with my camera. http://www.seaplanefly-in.org/

On the cruise I had the joy of meeting a friendly group of strangers from Downeast Maine. The interesting thing about meeting strangers is that we tend to put on our happy face when we meet them. The experience made me wonder if more people would interact with a stranger, would they also perk right up? Thereby their own pleasant behavior would possibly erase any bad mood making the world a better place. Should we try it?


Friday Funnies

June 26th, 2015

I cry, you cry, we all cry out for whoopie pie! Whoopie pies are the most favored item on local dessert menus. Special occasions are impossible to imagine without these hand held cakes. Along with your favorite, you can enjoy a collection of whoopie pie jokes.

Q: Why do we put candles on top of a whoopie pie? A: Because it’s too hard to put them on the bottom!

Q: When is a whoopie pie like a golf ball? A: When it’s been sliced.

Q: What did the whoopie pie say to the fork? (people use forks for this?) A: you want a piece of me?

Q: Why couldn’t the teddy bear finish his whoopie pie? A: Cause he was stuffed.

Q: Why did the whoopie pie go to the doctor? A: Because it was feeling crumby!

Indeed, a collection of whoopie pie jokes could only mean two things: I’m in Maine and … (to be continued)

Whoopie’s are Maine’s state dessert. They may be considered either a cookie, pie, or cake and are made of two round mound-shaped pieces of chocolate cake, or sometimes pumpkin or gingerbread cake, with a sweet, creamy filling sandwiched between them. Wicked good!

Whoopie pies are Maine’s state dessert. They may be considered either a cookie, pie, or cake and are made of two round mound-shaped pieces of chocolate cake, or sometimes pumpkin or gingerbread cake, with a sweet, creamy filling sandwiched between them. Wicked good!

Hymns With a Message: What a Friend We Have in Jesus

June 24th, 2015

I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person … Revelation 3:20

Did you eat at the table with friends this weekend? I was lucky enough to join good friends, and their family, at a meal and it was very special. Hours later we stood and sang together, “What a Friend We Have in Jesus.” What a special blessing to know Jesus in this way, but what is the story behind the hymn?

Joseph Scriven watched in shock as the body of his fiancée was pulled from the lake the day before their wedding. Reeling from the tragedy, he made up his mind to immigrate to America. The 25 year old packed up his belongings, he left Dublin and sailed for Canada, leaving his mother behind.

Ten years later, in 1855, he received word that his mother was facing a crisis. Joseph wrote this poem and sent it to her. Mrs. Scriven evidently gave a copy to a friend who had it published and it quickly became a popular hymn, though no one knew who wrote it.

To escape his sorrow Joseph lived a simple life in Canada. He poured himself into ministry, doing charity work and preaching. Then, in 1896 Joseph became critically ill and drowned. In his delirium he got up, staggered outside and fell into a small creek. Someone later wrote:

Until a short time before his death it was not known that he had a poetic gift. A neighbor, sitting up with him in his illness, happened upon a copy of What a Friend We Have in Jesus. Reading it with great delight and questioning Mr. Scriven about it, he said that he had composed it for his mother, to comfort her in a time of special sorrow, not intending that anyone else would see it. Some time later when another neighbor asked him if it was true he composed it, his reply was, “The Lord and I did it between us.”

What a friendship Joseph had with Jesus! We can experience the same joy of friendship with Jesus if we just open the door. Thank you Lord! To listen click here:


Friday Funnies

June 19th, 2015

It was Flag Day last Sunday. And Monday, no sooner had I started work when a volunteer came up to me and pinned the flag. I noticed the pin was rusty, so I put the flag in my pocket to avoid damage to my shirt. Awhile later another volunteer ran up to me and started to pin a flag on my shirt. (How can you refuse these sweet little volunteers their goal of pinning?)While she pinned I took out the flag from my pocket and showed it to her, she reprimanded me, “Well that is not very charitable. Bringing out last year’s flag”. LOL!

My sister and her husband were out shopping last weekend when they suddenly remembered that it’s our mother’s birthday today. My sister said, “Honey, can we look around for a birthday present for mom? She wants something electric.” The husband replied, “Sure, honey. How about a chair?” Tsk, tsk  now … anyone who knows our mother knows that she’ll run circles around anyone, any day of the week! Happy birthday, Mom.

Many years ago, after putting the twins to bed, our parents heard muffled sobs coming from their room one night. Rushing back in, they found that one of them was crying hysterically. One of them, whom I won’t name, told our parents that he had accidentally swallowed a penny and was sure that he would die now. Our father, in an attempt to calm him down and stop the crying took out a penny from his pocket and pretended to pull it out from his ear. The child was really thrilled and stopped crying at once. In a flash, he snatched the penny from dad’s hand, swallowed it, and then cheerfully demanded, “Do it again, Dad!” Happy Father’s Day Dad! Thanks for all the childhood fun.




Hymns With a Message: Edelweiss Benediction

June 17th, 2015

Edelweiss is a popular show tune from the 1959 Rogers and Hammerstein musical “The Sound of Music”. It’s named after a delicate white flower found in the Alps. It’s also Captain von Trapp’s subliminal goodbye to his beloved homeland, using the flower as a symbol of his loyalty to Austria.

So why am I writing about it in reference to church hymns? Because during 1970’s the song became a popular tune to sing with the benediction in some churches. At a United Methodist Women’s Conference revised lyrics for the song were handed out with instructions stating that the benediction was to be sung to the tune of “Edelweiss”. The trend spread quickly across different denominations. In fact, the church I currently attend sings it every week as a soothing end to the service.

However, upon researching the tune, I found that it’s a song we love but aren’t supposed to use. While it is very nice, according to the United Methodists website, it’s also very illegal according to the composer’s wishes. They go on to state, “There is NO authorized use of the tune of “Edelweiss” unless it remains intact and unless the intact tune remains intact with the original text. Only if you wish to use the original tune with the original text should you seek permission from the administrator of Rodgers’ and Hammerstein’s material. These requests were a part of the two composers’ wills, and the estate is very strict about honoring those requests.”

This isn’t the post I had intended to write about the peaceful benediction. However beautiful and inspired the intention, the use of Edelweiss tune disregards the wishes of the composers.

If you experience this please refer the music coordinator to: http://www.umcdiscipleship.org/resources/edelweiss-a-song-we-love-but-must-not-abuse


Sunday in Maine

June 14th, 2015

Yesterday I drove flag lined ME-9 Downeast to the town of Machias, Maine to learn more about Margaretta Days and enjoy a bowl of moose meat soup. Learning is all well and good, but there should be interesting food and pretty flowers involved. Which is precisely why I passed on Milo’s Black Fly Festival.

Machais Lupine and American Flag Machais Lupine

The Margaretta Days Festival celebrates the American Revolution Downeast, specifically the 240th anniversary of the Battle of the Margaretta, the first Naval Battle of the American Revolution. It’s said the fighting rebels at Machias were a more challenging enemy than those at Bunker Hill to the British. For those interested in more history: http://thehistoryjunkie.com/battle-of-machias/

This annual festival encourages everyone to enjoy travelling back in time to life in 1775. It was a lot of fun with history coming alive and an encampment of soldier re-enactors and period demonstrations.

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At the festival I wandered among trappers, blacksmiths, woodworkers, weavers and spinners. I watched as a young girl learned to toss a tomahawk and slurped down a bowl of moose meat soup. Everyone enjoyed the Navy band’s patriotic music and guest speaker Passamaquoddy Chief Jean Baptiste Neptune.

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Sitting next to the bandstand was a WWII vet whom I approached to thank him for his service. His name is Robert Coles and he was thrilled to tell me how just over 73 years ago he was in Hawaii as the Japanese flew overhead and started dropping bombs. Chief Radioman Coles is Maine’s sole survivor of the attack on Pearl Harbor that took place two weeks shy of his 18th birthday. Our conversation was riveting. He told me how thanks to it being a clear sky they watched in shock as Japanese naval planes shredded much of the American fleet. An amazing man. I felt honored to sit and listen to the Navy Band play with him.

Machias Margaretta Days 13 Robert Coles, a World War II veteran and well-known Downeast as the region’s sole Pearl Harbor survivor Machias Margaretta Days 14 Machias Margaretta Days 15 Machias Margaretta Days 10

It was a day families enjoyed and remember for years to come. Our troops have fought proudly many times since the Battle of the Margaretta, and this day was a chance to remember the brave service and sacrifice of so many in defense of our freedom. Thank a veteran today.

Chicken Pie Suppah

June 13th, 2015

Just when I was beginning to think rhubarb was one of those vanishing ingredients that had fallen so far out of fashion that nobody cared about it anymore. Then I came to Maine and found out how wrong I was. Granted, it’s never going to match my love of strawberries, but I’ve enjoyed the tart flavor of rhubarb since I was a child. This summer it seems to be popping up everywhere in rhubarb cakes, bread, crisps and pies. I had a delicious rhubarb pie after devouring a chicken pie suppah at the Garland Grange fund raising event this weekend. 

Garland Chicken Pie Suppah 1

And, it’s also here in central Maine I’m developing an appreciation for a chicken pie suppah. (Don’t email me about the spelling, the signs advertised a suppah.) And they are a long standing tradition in these parts. Small town churches and schools hold chicken pie suppahs to raise money for all sorts of local causes. And, after attending one, really just because everybody seems to enjoy them. Best to arrive by 4:30 to get a place in line, too.

Maine remains, in many ways, a large small town. As I lingered over my suppah I listened to people talking and exchanging family stories. From the next table over I gathered the people talking just realized that they shared a great-grandfather from different wives! It had the feel of a large Norman Rockwell dinner set in a bingo hall.  

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It was explained to me that the surrounding towns take turns having these suppahs once a month. And everything is made from scratch and served in large servings, the chicken pies, mashed potatoes, breads and dessert pies. Another traditional side is Hubbard Squash. It’s quite possibly a pain in the neck to scoop because of the fibers, but it was delicious. 

This recipe was given to me from a long standing chicken pie suppah participant:

1 3-4lb chcken

3 onions, quartered

2 Tablespoons butter

2 Tablespoons flour

Place the chicken into a stockpot and cover with water. Place onions, a few bay leaves, a dash of salt and several peppercorns into the pot. Cover and bring to a boil. Let simmer gently for about 15 minutes and then turn off the heat and let the covered pot sit until it’s cool, about 3-4 hours.

Bone and skin the chicken, and tear into bite-sized strips. Place the strips into the bottom of a large casserole dish. With a slotted spoon, drain out the onions and place on top of chicken. Reserve about a quart of the broth.

Melt two Tablespoons of butter in a large skillet, then add two Tablesppons of flour. Whisk into a thick paste. Gradually add the remaining broth, a bit at a time, whisking the entire time. When it’s thickened but pourable, pour half of it over your chicken pieces.

Preheat oven to 425.


2 cups flour

1 Teaspoon salt

2 Teaspoons baking powder

1 Teaspoon sugar

½ Teaspoon baking soda

4 Tablespoons softened butter

2/3 – ¾ cup buttermilk

Stir all dry ingredients together and cut in the butter. Add milk until the dough is workable with your hands. Roll out to fit the top of your casserole dish but leave a little room around the edge for gravy to bubble up and around. Turn the over down to 350 and bake for 45-50 minutes, or until the crust is golden.

Gather your town together and enjoy!





Friday’s Fantastic Film

June 12th, 2015

I’m not joking when I say that McFarland, USA was a fantastic film. I rented it at RedBox this week and if you haven’t heard, it’s about a cross country coach in a small California town that single handedly transforms a team of athletes into champions.

I know many of you are thinking, “A movie with Kevin Costner coaching a boys running team?” Don’t be hesitant, the story behind these boys is warm, endearing and inspiring. What else would you expect from Disney? The movie develops slowly, but after the first 10 minutes the boy’s characters are taking shape and they’re doing so well you want to keep watching their ability to live ordinary lives under extraordinary circumstances.

I don’t care for major sports, however I enjoy watching a good sports movie. McFarland is one of those movies that satisfies the competitive nature within us and leaves the viewer feeling uplifted with a sense of hope in values. This movie does that and will also make you want to hug your family and count your blessings.

Costner shines as do his runners who tow the mark and are very respectful. At the end of the movie we see the real Jim White and those runners (now adults) and what happened to them and we also see how McFarland excelled in the Cross Country Program for a number of years since 1987.

Get your family together with tissues and popcorn ready and rent this movie. You’ll be glad you did!

Hymns With a Message: At Calvary

June 10th, 2015

But God demonstrates His own love towards us, in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Romans 5:8

When Dr. Torrey was president of the Moody Bible Institute of Chicago, he received a letter from a distressed father. The man had a prodigal son named Bill, who was breaking his heart as children will do. The man wanted to enroll Bill at Moody. Dr. Torrey replied that he sympathized with the father, however it wouldn’t be possible to admit the boy. Moody was a Bible school, not a reformatory. The father wrote again requesting Bill be allowed to attend. Finally Dr. Torrey agreed, provided the boy meet with him daily and abide by the rules.

Needless to say the arrangement took some time to get used to and Dr. Torry still had his doubts. Bill had serious problems. However, he did keep the rules and proved to be attentive to Dr. Torrey. To make a long story short, several years later that boy, William Newell, became a beloved professor at Moody Bible Institute.

In 1895 William began thinking of putting his testimony into verse form. The idea rolled around in the back of his mind for several weeks, then one day on his way to lecture, the lines came to him. Ducking into an empty classroom he jotted down the words on the back of an envelope. As he hurried to class, he met the director of music and handed him the verses, suggesting they needed an uplifting melody. By the time Dr. Newell finished his lecture the tune was ready.

The two men sang it together and it was published shortly after. Bill Newell went on to become a well-known Bible teacher throughout the Midwest and the author of a popular series of Bible commentaries. He once said that had he not gone through his troubled years, he might never have fully understood the importance of Calvary’s grace.

Mercy there was great, and grace was free; Pardon there was multiplied to me; There my burdened soul found liberty … At Calvary

Amen! What a message of His love for us! God prepares us in our valley time.

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Sunday in Maine

June 7th, 2015

There are only three bridge observatories in the world, and the Penobscot Narrows Bridge and Observatory is not only the tallest, but also the only one in the western hemisphere. And I rode the elevator 420 feet to the top for a 360 degree view of the Bucksport/Prospect area which is something few Americans can claim. Notice the granite shape. The Washington Monument was built from local granite, leading to the design of the two towers in the shape of the monument. http://www.maine.gov/mdot/pnbo/

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Fort Knox State Park is located on the western side of the bridge and was established in 1844 to protect the Penobscot River valley against a possible British invasion. The fort is very well maintained, and I would have spent more time exploring the grounds if the weather had been better. There were a lot of side rooms, levels, hideaways and even just appreciating the hand hewn granite work was unique. http://fortknox.maineguide.com/FortKnoxBrochure.pdf

Fort Knox 1 Fort Knox 2 Fort Knox 3 Fort Knox 4 Fort Knox 5 Fort Knox 6 Fort Knox and Penobscot Narrows Bridge Observatory

I was now ready to begin the second half of my Downeast day trip in Bar Harbor. After a walk past the historic 1877 St Saviour’s Episcopal Church, followed by a scrumptious slice of fresh Maine blueberry pie, I rode Oli’s Trolley for a complete and comprehensive sightseeing experience of the Downeast area. I’m very happy I did because I was able to relax and enjoy the stunning scenery while learning a lot of new information about Acadia.

Bar Harbor St Saviours Church

We had three scheduled 15-minute stops on the tour, the first of which was at the top of Cadillac Mountain. Did you know Cadillac Mountain is the highest point on the eastern seaboard at 1,530 feet? After being in the Sierra Mountains last year this seemed like a foothill. Bar Harbor can be easily seen from the eastern side of the mountain. Our guide suggested we get up early to witness sunrise on the summit. He said not only is it breathtaking, but it is scientifically the first place to see the sunrise in the United States each morning. If I had been staying overnight in Bar Harbor I would have made the effort to see the miracle of sunrise on Cadillac Mountain.

Looking down to Bar Harbor from Cadillac Mountain top

Looking down to Bar Harbor from Cadillac Mountain top

Cadillac Mountain

Cadillac Mountain

Our second stop was at the Nature Center and Wild Gardens at Sieur de Mont’s spring. When the trolley stopped it didn’t look like much to me. However, upon closer inspection I found several meandering paths with benches placed just so to enable visitors to appreciate the many native plants that are labeled for easy identification. The Wild Garden is open year round with numerous photo opportunities. Fall must be spectacular.

Wild Garden bench Wild Garden bridge Wild Garden plants

Our final 15-minute stop was Thunder Hole on Ocean Drive. It’s one of the symbols of Acadia for a very good reason, it’s powerful. When the right size wave rolls into the naturally formed inlet, a deep thunderous sound emanates. Water may splash into the air as high as 40 feet with a roar! I experienced that on my previous visit, though today the faces in the rock were pointed out to me. There is both an Indian and a pirate hiding in the rock face. Whether a person can see the faces, or not, this is a beautiful spot to view some of the most striking features within Acadia. To the north is Sand Beach and to the south is the majestic 110 foot high Otter Cliff.

Thunder Hole Indian Thunder Hole pirate

Taking the fully narrated tour was a fun, relaxing way to discover the unique treasures of Acadia. Throughout the tour our friendly guide (a snowbird from Vero Beach, FL) was pointing out areas rich in history, the amazing landscape and the famous carriage roads, even hiking trails we might be interested in returning to. It was an unforgettable way to explore Acadia and I will leave the driving to Oli’s Trolleys in the future.

If you are interested in learning more about Acadia or Oli’s Trolleys please click on the links:

http://www.acadia.ws/ and http://www.olistrolley.com/

What a day. All this AND a Triple Crown winner!!!

Bar Harbor 1 Bar Harbor Agamont Park fountain Bar Harbor Antique Shop Bar Harbor Inn & Spa Bar Harbor shop front Bar Harbor shop Bar Harbor streetview Bar Harbor Whale Bar Harbor whoppie pies Bar Harbor Stewmans

Bar Harbor Lobster


Friday Funnies

June 5th, 2015

It’s the last day of school for my niece and nephews. The day they’ve been looking forward to for 9 months. Where did the time go? They’ve grown so much. By the end of today they’ll be grumpy from spending the last three hours of the school day looking at the clock anxiously. That’s no way to start summer vacation. But funny school memories are!

I remember being in grade school. And on the last day of school my teacher allowing us to have an extra long recess. I loved being able to run, jump and do anything besides sitting at my desk.

There was a little boy in class who was also enjoying the fresh air and sunshine.

Suddenly, Mark jumped from the swing he was on, ran over to the teacher and declared, “Teacher, I ain’t ever going to third grade! I don’t want to EVER go!”

The teacher gave him a hug and looked down at little Mark adoringly and said, “You’re going to like the third grade as much as you liked the second grade. I promise.”

“Huh?” He was baffled as a little boy could be. At last he resumed, “No Ma’am! I ain’t EVER leaving these good swings!” LOL Boys!

Then there was the time that a little girlfriend of mine was going to share her animal stickers with me on the last day of school.

She said, “Here’s a reward for you.” Sounding just like the teacher did when we received good merit stickers. So naturally I played along, “How nice. A reward for me? What ever did I do to deserve this?”

Never looking up she arranged the stickers on top of my desk. “Go ahead,” she said, “pick the one you want. You’ve been a good friend.” She must be a teacher today, because again she sounded just like the teacher. Especially with her final instruction: “Remember, you can lick it and stick it anywhere you want – just not on your desk or your good school books.”


Hymns With a Message: Holy, Holy, Holy

June 3rd, 2015

And they do not rest day or night, saying: “Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty, Who was and is and is to come! Revelation 4:8

Last Sunday as we sang the hymn “Holy, Holy, Holy” together to celebrate Trinity Sunday, I could sense the blessed Trinity present with us. I was inspired in that moment to resume the summer hymn series, starting with this hymn.

The creator, Reginald Heber, was born in 1783 to a minister and his wife in an English village not too unlike Sebec. After a happy childhood and a good education, he enrolled at Oxford where he excelled in poetry. Following graduation Reginald succeeded his father as vicar  in his family’s parish.

His love of poetry and preaching naturally gave him a growing interest in hymnody. He wanted to lift the quality of hymns and of publishing a collection of hymns corresponding to the church calendar for use by liturgical churches.

His Bishop didn’t share his vision, however Reginald continued writing hymns for his own church. In all he wrote 57 hymns including the revealing missionary hymn “From Greenland’s Icy Mountains” which called on missionaries to take the gospel to faraway places.

Shortly after writing that hymn, he was appointed to oversee the Church of England’s ministries in India. Arriving in Calcutta in 1826, he set out on a tour of his diocese. After preaching to a large crowd in the hot sun, Reginald plunged into a cool pool of water, suffered a stroke and drowned.

After his death his widow found the 57 hymns in a trunk and published his “Hymns Written and Adapted to the Weekly Service of the Church Year.” In this volume was the great Trinitarian hymn based on Revelation 4:8-11, “Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty” that we know and love today.




Tamara's Journeys

Journeys as great as the destinations.