It is early April, 2020 and our world has both shrunk (we are under Stay At Home orders for the month) and expanded, as we witness the global effects of this invisible bug that has brought humanity to it knees. I started to write planet, but the earth is pretty pleased with this turn of events: pollution is way down, waters are clearing, even seismic activity is down.
The sign below is posted here at Nellie's and we hope that what it says will be applicable again soon. It is not now. We are closed to visitors. We are taking orders by phone and internet, shipping nationwide, curbside pickup by arrangement. Keeping safe and healthy is a top priority and will continue to be as we reboot when that time comes. In the meantime, be well, and we look forward to seeing you when the time is right.
Nervous Nellie's is an eclectic campus covering several acres in an idyllic island setting, a one-time homestead and heirloom orchard at the edge of a spruce forest. We make about 300 jars of jam a day by hand year-round in the jelly kitchen--a tiny white Cape cottage--using mainly Maine fruits. Peter's sculpture workshop is a former general store that was moved here in several large pieces on a flatbed truck (early one morning before the school buses got running).
We have a tiny shop and tea room offering homemade goodies and excellent coffee, organic juices, hand-blended tea. The shop is filled with shelf goods, housewares, gifts and clever things made by Maine artisans. A cross between classy and rustic. No lighthouse, moose or lobster key chains.
The grounds: meadow and woods are filled with sculptures made by Peter from discarded metal, locally-milled lumber, dump-foraged material. A Western town--jail, lawyer's office, fortune teller, hotel, saloon, Chinese laundry--sits shoulder to shoulder with a Delta-style juke joint, a Deer Isle general store, a church, a Grail castle, wizard's tower, 50's garage complete with jam session, all comprise Nellieville, a lifelong work in progress.