Alien cures

Inspired by V.J.’s Weekly Challenge #70: alien

 

What an interesting prompt from V.J. this week.

Sometimes I also feel like an alien in the same way that V.J. does. As I juggle multiple health issues that are often met with a doctor shrugging his or her shoulders commenting: I’ve never seen that one before. Before giving up. Time and again.

So imagine my surprise and fascination upon entering a General Store exhibit (at the Shelburne Museum in Vermont) this summer. Filled with – among other things – items from an actual pharmacy circa early 1900s.

I could have spent the entire day in that one building. Hundreds of medications, potions, elixirs and tonics in their original packaging. With claims for cures for most everything that could possibly be wrong with you. I noticed a proliferation of products to help babies sleep at night…and cures for all things bowel related. Interesting!

This is how people were “medicated” back then.

All of it alien to me.

old drugs

That face on the orange box (described as the “laughing baby” trademark)…Sorry, that baby is NOT laughing. He/she/it could possibly qualify in the alien category.

Was it really tasteless? I wonder. At first I thought it was to help babies chill out, but apparently not.

However…

Got me thinking…perhaps there may still be one pill out there somewhere that could cure all kinds of peristaltic problems. Ahem. Plus dizziness and headaches. And costiveness. Yes, I had to look that one up: aka constipation.
Dr. Harrison where are you.

old drugs 2

And if all else fails, there is always the Electric Cough Cure. That chloroform and codeine combo could make a comeback if we’re lucky.

old drugs 3

Unfortunately that wouldn’t cure what ails me.

Either would these…

old drugs 4

But I’ll bet babies who cough would sleep well at night.

 

[All of these products are displayed in glass cases – hence the reflections…]

 

Puzzle lines

 

Puzzle lines

 

Who ever heard of puzzle piece stairs?

I never did…until I toured the Ticonderoga steamship at the Shelburne Museum in Vermont this past summer. The stairway between the upper and lower decks is covered with rubber tiles…each stair its own puzzle.

A remarkable sight.

 

BeckyB: lines&squares

Stone

Inspired by Frank at Dutch Goes the Photo: Stone

 

An 1846 “Settlers’ House and Barn” is the site for this magnificent stone chimney.

The house – located on the grounds of the Shelburne Museum in Vermont – is “constructed of hand-hewn beech and pine timbers.”

stone chimney

An example of lasting craftsmanship…and the durability of stone.

Nearby…more stones…in a wall behind a flower garden. A mysterious massive stone with a hole in the middle was propped against it. I imagine it was designed for a purpose, but I could not find out what that purpose may have been. It was one of several on display.

Ideas anyone?

An interesting sight, nonetheless…

stone wall

 

Magical

Inspired by Lens-Artists Photo Challenge #63: Magical

 

Magic exists. Who can doubt it, when there are rainbows and wildflowers, the music of the wind and the silence of the stars? Anyone who has loved has been touched by magic. It is such a simple and such an extraordinary part of the lives we live.

Nora Roberts

 

During two visits to Vermont’s Shelburne Museum this summer, I kept gravitating back to this pond. One of many beautiful spots on the 45 acre campus. I’d walk by and then double back as the light shifted throughout the day. I took photo after photo, each shot just a bit different from the one before.

At one point, as if out of nowhere, a family of ducks glided across…and then…disappeared.

Magical.

magical pond

 
A few years ago I felt the pull to another favorite place…the ocean’s edge…late afternoon. In November when the beach was nearly deserted. The sun sinking.

I was lucky enough to be at the right place at the right time.

Magical.

hampton beach magic

 

Flower of the Day: plus butterflies – Part Two

Inspired by Cee’s Flower of the Day

Our second day at the Shelburne Museum was blessed with sunshine, warm temperatures and…flowers…everywhere I looked.

Camera in hand, I staked out butterflies at the Owl Cottage Garden with its glorious path of zinnias.

I sat on the steps and waited…

zinnia path

Another visitor with a macro lens had just had success, so I kept the faith. Tiptoeing next to collections of oranges, reds, yellows, purples….I spotted it.

zinnia butterfly

The lone butterfly I hoped to capture (in a photo that is) appeared.
I assumed it was a real butterfly. It wasn’t as colorful as the ones I had seen the day before. But it cooperated…and gave me time to focus…

zinnia butterfly close

Ta Da!

Does anyone know the name of this butterfly?