Door County known for it’s apple and cherry orchards. The cherry season is complete and just as the orchard growers put away their shakers, and while we are still in the hot dog days of summer, our thoughts turn to apples. Yellow, green, dark red, bright red, pink, all shades. Apples are yummy, and this year carry some good news presented at the Experimental Biology annual meeting. The study shows that adults who eat apples and applesauce, and drink apple juice, have a 27% lower risk of developing metabolic syndrome.
My first question was, What is metabolic syndrome?”. It sounds a bit space-like and what could it have to do with apples. Wikipedia defines it as: A combination of medical disorders that increase due to the risk of developing cardiovascular disease and diabetes. It affects one in five people, and prevalence increases with age.
About 36 million Americans have three of four symptoms: high blood pressure, increased waist size, more abdominal fat and high C-reactive protein levels. So I guess I’ll be eating my apple a day to keep the doctor away.
Something not so pleasant that begins about August 15th is Ragweed season. You can’t escape it. Ragweed pollen can be carried by wind currents for many miles. Though there may be none in your yard or neighboring yards, it’s still out there. One plant can put out up to 1 billion grains of pollen. I wanted to learn a bit more about Ragweed in Door County and got a completed education at www.botany.wisc.edu/herb. Allergic? Look at it this way–the few weeks of allergy season are a great time to take in all the indoor attractions that Door County has to offer!
Last week I attended the Door County Fair. Bob and I volunteered at a food stand for our school and we had so many workers we were literally stepping over each other. So, lucky me, I got to take Luke and Carter out on the midway. A few years back I was disenchanted with the fair–it seemed the midway was dirty, the rides were rickety and the operators left something to be desired. After a few years away I was pleasantly surprised. I saw fun looking rides in good repair, courteous ride operators and a generally clean atmosphere. What hasn’t changed are the games. I spent $40 to let the boys try their hands at darts, fishing and shooting–and they came away with rubber frogs, alligators that expand in water and a couple of small stuffed animals–all of which I could have purchased at the local discount store for probably $10.00. Oh well, they had a great time.
We looked at Lucy’s horse, at Andrew’s steer, at ‘ chickens and then ate our fill of caramel apples, funnel cake, cotton candy, hamburgers and booyah. After almost six hours of walking and looking and riding and playing games the boys were full and tired…and I was happy to head home.
It’s a good life.