Free Pecan Tree Seeds
Back in the late 70s, an organization, the Northern Nut Growers Association, was distributing pecan nuts they had collected from the far north of the tree’s range up the Mississippi Valley in the interest of perpetuating these cold tolerant varieties. These are pecans that can tolerate cold temperatures, are as tasty as the southern paper shell pecans, but are not nearly as large.
From those nuts that I planted, I have five wonderful trees, the largest of which is over 17 inches in diameter.
Last fall, I collected many nuts from the trees and kept them cold over the winter. They need a certain period of cold to germinate. I’d like to offer these free to folks in the interest of seeing these trees being grown throughout the area. I have a large coffee can full, so depending on how many folks are interested, I’ll distribute all of them as the supply lasts. Call me to set up a time to collect the pecans. (440-548-2414)
John G. Augustine
ParkmanTownship
Maple Festival Disappointing
I feel that something must be said, my first time taking my four children to the Maple Festival on Sunday was disappointing to say the least.
My expectations were crushed by the monstrosities of food trailers, and the idea of spending $8 for a corndog made the bucket of fries for $12 look like a deal. I had to assure my hungry children that we’d find something better.
We stopped by the entertainment stage at the request of my daughter to await the dancers gathered not far from it. We asked someone who looked involved how long before they go on and the response was, “They were supposed to go on 20 minutes ago.” We waited 10 more . . . after pictures taken and directions given, introductions and music begun.
An encouraging mother whom left her toddler on stage yelled out for the others to start despite her protesting little one. I watched in disbelief. Awaiting for ballet as the company advertised in its name. Overall, the music was distasteful and the dancers were uncoordinated, and not even performing anything at all close to be called art. I don’t understand what this culture has come to. I might have applauded that it was over, but the crowd was genuinely applauding at the display of absurdity on stage. For lack of a better word.
As a mother, I am not one for putting others down and I get encouraging children in doing something that they have interest in is positive, but what I witnessed was disgusting.
Parents allowing their children to be made spectacles , moving to noise they call music and then cheering for them!
I was embarrassed for them.
Where I come from, ballet is a disciplined art and if you’re not good at it, you don’t go showing off.
There might have been two girls in the oldest group that actually expressed a true sense of stage presence.
I encourage you to keep trying and encompass the dance company around the virtues of discipline and humility, unity and purposefulness.
And parents, stand up for your children, really.
Raise them in doing good and knowing what is good, not just following the crowd for goodness sake!
Getting back to the fair , I couldn’t even make it to the center of the square to find the maple in it! Walking out my sons were intrigued by the wood chopping competition. I apologized if we missed anything else worthwhile, but I fear now looking forward to any other community events.
Chardon, you let me down.
Violette Cook
