Tuesday, June 16, 2020

SPRINGS EXPEDITION!

I was delighted to visit the historic mill that has the same name as me!  This is a photo of a lady named TURNER, on a wheel from TURNER Mill!  The name "Turner Mill" comes from the fact that the mill's first proprietor was John Letcher Clay Turner. He wanted the "market place" around Turner Mill to have a post office, so he submitted a request to the U.S. Postal Service for one, asking that it be called "Surprise, Missouri".  Legend says he chose that name because he said it was a surprise to him to see where the spring came out of the cave, knowing the potential power that it might supply.  Likewise, he was surprised when the USPS accepted his request, commissioned the post office there, and named him its first Post Master! 
One cannot fully appreciate the immense size of the 25 foot overshoot metal wheel, unless you have the perspective of people beside it.  When the wheel was put into operation back in the last century, it had to be shipped in, disassembled, via rail-car.  Then it was reassembled on site at Turner Mill.  This is a photo of the historic mill, as it looked around the turn of the nineteenth century:  (I found it on the Internet)




The steel wheel is all that remains of Turner Mill, although parts of the rock shoot used to carry water to the wheel from the spring, is sometimes visible at the springs.  The wheel was attached to a turbine that would supply the power needed to grind up corn and wheat. 


The Turner Mill Historic Site is near the Eleven Point National Scenic River.  The Turner Mill Access (North) is located at river mile 21.5.  Historical records indicate that when the mill was functioning at its zenith, families would bring their corn and wheat for processing, and then camp with their families along the Eleven Point River while they waited for their harvests to be ground up to take back home.  
 
ADDENDUM:  I had the wonderful experience of kayaking the Eleven Point River in August 2020.  Our group stopped at the Turner Mill access, and made the short hike up to the historic site.  I took this photo of my "Paddling Partners" (Carol, Diane, and Ellen), as they stood high above the mill wheel.  
 
 

The spring that flows out of the cave forms a brook that tumbles over rocks and ledges, to finally drain into the Eleven Point River.  
 
Addendum:  When our group floated the Eleven Point River in August, 2020, the leader suggested we scout out this tributary stream that flows out of the cave, to see how far we could paddle up it. However, we could not get very far at the end that emptied into the river, as it was clogged with the growth of water-loving plants, that one would expect in the summer.  






This photo shows some of the hikers navigating the rocky terrain along the stream.


The moss covered tree in this photo provided the perfect frame for the married couple I convinced to pose for me!



Turner Mill Historic Site sits on the edge of the Irish Wilderness, which is the largest of Missouri's eight designated wilderness areas.  By having this designation, the land will be protected and preserved.  The name comes from the fact that the land was settled by an Irish priest who, sadly,  was NOT protected and preserved .  Father John Hogan led a group of Irish immigrants to this area, desiring to escape oppression in St. Louis.  However, during the Civil War, both Union and Confederate soldiers raided the Irish settlement, and Father Hogan, along with his group of settlers, were never heard of again. 


I am using this image of the spring gushing forth out of the rocks, as the visual aid to help me learn one of my First Place for Health memory verses from Isaiah 42:9 that says, "Behold, the former things have come to pass, and new things I declare; Before they SPRING forth, I tell you of them."



There is another great example of karst geology near Turner Mill, and it is called Grand Gulf State Park.  The photo below illustrates how it is a "forked canyon", that is a remnant of an ancient collapsed dolomite cave system.  This "grand gulf" stretches about 3/4 mile, between 130 foot high, rock walls.  The area was declared a National Natural Landmark, in 1971, and is operated by the Missouri Department of Natural Resources.  Some locals call it their "Little Grand Canyon". 


Since being outdoors, hiking around these incredible points of interest in nature, can work up an appetite, it is comforting to know that there is a highly-rated eating establishment in Mammoth Springs, called RiverBend Restaurant.  Our group ate here, and everyone was pleased with their meal.  It sits right above the river, and those who so desire, can eat outside on their deck.



Since Mammoth Springs, Arkansas, is so close to the Missouri border, it is the location of an official Arkansas Welcome Center.  One of the staff members there took this photo of our group (the North Central Chapter of Arkansas Master Naturalists0, holding the sign shaped like the state of Arkansas. 


Mammoth Spring is one of the world's largest springs, with 9,7000,000 gallons of water flowing hourly, and it stays a constant 58 degrees Fahrenheit.  The spring has been encompassed by Mammoth Springs State Park, since 1957.  The Mammoth Spring is a National Natural Landmark, just as Grand Gulf is, in Missouri.

There is a trail that goes all the way around the ten acre lake, formed by the spring.



There is a restored 1886 St. Louis-San Francisco Train Depot as part of the Mammoth Springs State Park. 

The train depot operates as a Railroad Museum now, and one of the park interpreters gave the Master Naturalists a very interesting program on the railroad history here.

The dam here was originally built in 1887 by the Mammoth Spring Improvement and Water Power Company.  It was created to power a flour mill, cotton mill, and cotton gin.  Starting in 1925, it was purchased by the AR-MO Power Company.  They built a hydraulic facility to harness energy created by the dam, and operated it until 1972.  In the photo below, the structure at the far end of the dam is the building that houses the Arkansas Visitor Center, rest rooms, and state park offices .   One can use the walkway above the dams to cross over it, and take photos.

The photo below is taken from the opposite end of the dam, and shows the building that used to house the hydraulic equipment from the previous operation. 
 What a blessing to live in the beautiful Ozarks, and even more of a blessing to be able to explore these natural wonders in the company of interesting companions, such as Master Naturalists!  Throughout the day, I noticed a feeling of joy and gratitude would SPRING forth, and give me "MILES OF SMILES"!  Tricia


Friday, June 12, 2020

GARDEN EXPEDITION!

The first memory I have of a garden is the one associated with my grandparents house, which sat on a small corner lot in my home town, near my parents home:  The house was quite small with two small bedrooms and one bathroom.  I remember setting on the front porch of this house with my Grandma Effie, snapping long pods of fresh green beans, into small pieces, that would fit into the opening of a mason canning jar.  That was the 1960's version of "Snap Chat"!!  I still have the old-fashioned metal lawn chairs that sat on that porch, and I am always reminded of enjoyable times spent visiting my grandparents, when I see them. 

  1. Although the house was small, the the area behind the house that contained their expansive garden, was at least twice the footprint size of their home  This is a 2020 photo of the space that was their garden, which now is used as the level back yard for the current owner.  They planted peach and apple trees on the boundary between their house, and the next door neighbor's property.  Those fruit trees produced so many peaches and apples, we had enough canned to supply several families through the winter!  Besides canning the peaches and apples, they would cut up the "less than perfect" fruits, lay them out on a window screen in the sun, and dry them out for several days.  These would be used for making delicious fried pies!

  2. My parents and I lived two blocks from the grandparents, and our house lot did not have such a good space for a garden, so they made arrangements with several of the neighbors, including the one that owned the vacant lot across the street, to set up a neighborhood "community garden", where anyone that wanted to, could plant their favorite vegetables, and tend to them as needed.  When I drove by the old homeplace last week, I noticed the lot that was our former community garden, is still vacant, and is shown below:
Over the course of my lifetime, I have visited many formal, public gardens around the world, and wrote about some of them on this blog (Hershey Gardens in Pennsylvania---Nov. 24, 2012; Garvan Gardens in Arkansas---March 22, 2013; Meijer Gardens in Michigan---Oct. 16, 2019)  However, none of those gardens have captivated my interest, as much as the one my son and his wife started planning at their home out west.  The impetus for their garden came in March of 2020, when there was a plea from government officials to limit trips to the grocery store, because of concerns for the spread of the COVID19 Pandemic. 

  1. Remembering how my Grandpa Grover made arrangements to have his garden plowed by an actual HORSE, I was amused  to see that my son was using a different kind of "horsepower" in getting his garden site ready!
The heavy equipment was used to dig trenches for the underground irrigation system.  That also was quite an upgrade from the watering system used by my grandparents---every family member carrying a bucket of water, and using a dipper to put a cup of water on each individual plant!  It was quite a step up when my grandparents purchased a garden hose, with tiny holes in it, that would slowly wet the ground on a continuous basis---as long as someone turned on the water supply,  that is.  However, the system my son put in has a timer, so no human intervention is needed!  Here is a photo of how the timer is set up:



The next step after the irrigation ditch was completed, was putting up the posts that marked the boundaries for the garden spot.  His father and I had started a garden in the early seventies, and made the mistake of making it too big, so I had advised my son to start small, and judging from the layout of the posts, he took my advice!

The next step
was to put corrugated metal around the boundary, to help reduce visits by intruders such as rabbits.  Above the metal, wire "hog" fencing was hung, to help reduce visits by deer, looking for some gourmet salad greens to add a little variety to their menus!


On top of the wire fence, wooden cross beams were added, and also doorways were put on each end.  This is a photo of the garden room from the backyard:



The reader may look at the photo below, and envision rows of green plants coming up from the ground, but the appearance of "dirt" inside the garden room is deceiving.  Rather, they covered the inside area of their garden room with decomposed granite, which has the advantage of NOT turning into mud, when it gets wet.

My son mentioned several times that he wanted the garden to look "tidy", which is one reason they made the choices shown in these photos.  They decided on a container garden, and purchased several metal farm animal feeding troughs to serve as their containers.  Before filling the containers with anything, holes were drilled in the bottom, so that water would not accumulate, and cause problems:



When one is finding items to put on the inside walls of their home, it is called "Interior Decorating".  Likewise, the wooden beams of this garden room, allows the owners to get creative with "Exterior Decorating" as well!  Dragonfly hook and "Happy Place" sign are examples:
The metal hook is both decorative and functional!

My son also built a small, enclosed shed adjacent to their garage, to hold their gardening tools.


On the opposite side of the garden area, he built a potting table, with a storage shelf underneath it.

The photo below shows the row of shiny new containers, and they actually have green plants coming up inside them!


However, what you see at the top of the container does not tell the whole story---to make soil where things will actually grow, one has to do some preparation.  They put rocks on the bottom of the containers, so that water would drain to the bottom, and not cause the plant roots to rot.

On top of the river rock/gravel mixture, they put a layer of shredded bark:






This attention to getting a good soil mixture for the plants to grow in, is serving as the visual aid for one of my First Place 4 Health ( www.FirstPlace4Health.com ) memory verses that says: "But the seed falling on good soil refers to someone who hears the word and understands it."  Matthew 13:23

This photo shows that their soil preparation was successful!

Although my son did not spell out my name with leaf lettuce the way my grandparents did, I can imagine that these straight lines of leaf lettuce are simply "t's" that did not get crossed!!
Here is an example of a "natural" garden aid, as marigolds are said to help protect garden plants from some kinds of pests.
Here is a photo of the right side of garden:

Here is a photo of left side of garden:

My son's mother-in-law took a wonderful photo of him carrying his bride across the threshold of the new garden room, in honor of their wedding anniversary:




I am very thankful my son and his wife have taken on the challenge of growing some of their food, and hope it gives them "MILES OF SMILES"!     Tricia




September 2020 Addendum:  I had the wonderful blessing of getting to visit the Shipman garden during its harvest season, and can say the food they grew, made for some delicious meals!  To God be the Glory!   


For the purposes of a photograph (not to eat!), I carried a vintage jar of green beans from the garden of my grandmother, canned from green beans she and Grandpa Grover grew in the 1970's.  I wanted to show that even though the gardening gene skipped a generation (me!), it has continued with her great grandson, Grover!  




In addition to just doing photography in the Shipman garden, I was actually able to harvest, cook, and eat some of the produce they had grown (green beans, tomatoes, and spaghetti squash)!  It was delicious!



I mentioned earlier in the blog that my grandparents would spell out my name in lettuce, so I could not pass up the opportunity to spell out my name with greens from the Shipman garden!


Also, earlier in the blog, I mentioned the phrase "Exterior Decorating", and brought some vintage family items, that I was hoping might find a space in the Shipman outdoor space:  (The hanging scales on the left are from the barn of my paternal grandparents, and the red horseshoe-shaped metal item on the right, is my childhood game piece for playing marbles)



Another vintage item I  transported from Arkansas to California was an oak and iron,  two-horse stabilizer harness, that had belonged to my paternal grandparents.  It most likely dates from the late 1800's when my ancestors first homesteaded in the area of Lead Hill, Arkansas:  (It is the weathered wooden piece, sitting atop the modern metal hitch for the black utility trailer that my son uses)





My heart is rejoicing that I was able to make this trip to the Shipman home, in September, 2020! Because of the travel restrictions of the COVID19 Pandemic, I had begun to wonder if I would ever get to see my son again, so the trip was a God-given blessing!  By the Grace of God and many prayers, I was able to safely make this expedition to California and back. You can be certain, it gave me  4,192 "MILES OF SMILES"!!   Tricia