Saturday, June 21, 2014
Still Here
I’m still here, even though I haven’t been posting for awhile. Life has just gone in some crazy, hectic directions and I’ve not been able to slow down long enough to put a post together. I have a lot to share and hope I can post more often again. Thank you for the emails asking if I’m still here and for your prayers and thoughts and the care you have expressed. It means a lot to me.
My sweetheart and I have ‘escaped’ the routines of life for a week. We are at a beautiful lake high in the Cascade Mountains of Oregon. Our little cabin-on-wheels is parked right beside the lake and my sweetheart’s boat is just a stone’s throw away for easy access when he wants to fish - or take me for a boat ride on the lake. I’m taking photos but I didn’t pack my magic piece that transfers photos from my camera to my computer so they will have to wait until I get home. I don’t have internet access unless I go to the lodge at a beautiful resort on the other side of the lake. That’s where I am for a bit today.
I hope to check in again while we’re here. In the meantime, we are resting and relaxing and reading and walking – and doing a bit of dreaming – and enjoying a break from everyday life. It’s a sweet time – a gift from God to our hearts!
Sunday, May 18, 2014
Tuesday, May 13, 2014
Spring Days
I’m still here! Life has been a bit crazy around our house for awhile. Our daughter and her four children returned from life in another state. They are staying with us until housing is available for them. She is waiting to hear the status of a nice place that will be available soon. In the meantime, my sweetheart and I are adjusting to life with active kids in our home each day. Mornings remind me of school days long ago – but I’m not the mom this time! After-school times are fun with reports of things said and done. Baseball and soccer practice and game schedules are crazy but rewarding. Having a sixteen-year-old, a thirteen-year-old, an eleven-year-old and a busy four-year-old living with us has helped create memories that will last in our hearts forever. We will miss them when they move, but they won't be far away.Things continue to change with my dear, little mother. She recently turned ninety-one. We mark each occasion with joy and try to remember to cherish our time together, even on the rough days. Mother’s Day was a treasure we won’t ever forget. My sweetheart single-handedly prepared an amazing dinner and dessert that overwhelmed us. Even I was surprised by his accomplishments!
Work continues on Daffodil – my little, vintage trailer. We had planned that she would be finished by now but a ‘surprise’ discovery revealed that her structure needed strengthening to prevent problems on the road. While we are disappointed that she won’t make her maiden voyage to a girlfriend campout next month, it is a good thing we found the problem now. In the next day or two I will share an update and photos on her blog. My sweetheart is working hard to put her back together
But today my sweetheart and I are running away for awhile! With all that is going on in our lives we try to get away together every Friday. He will be at the beach this weekend with a group of men from our church for a special retreat time so we decided today is our day away. We are going to a special place we've heard about. It's a special place - a beautiful place - and I will have my camera with me. I’ll share it with you after we come back to ‘real’ life! The flower at the top of this post is our state flower - ‘Oregon Grape’. It was growing in a beautiful state park we visited on one of our recent outings. I'll be back soon!
Saturday, April 19, 2014
Monday, April 7, 2014
I Bought A Lighthouse!
Last week my sweetheart and I went away for a few days. Our travels took us to a place where we lived many years ago - a favorite place of mine. We spent time with family who recently moved near there. One day we travelled a few miles from their home to show them where we lived so long ago. One of the special things I couldn’t wait to see again was my favorite lighthouse. It’s on the Southern Oregon Coast – very close to the home where we lived back then. The Umpqua River Lighthouse, just across the Coquille River from Bandon, Oregon, is definitely my favorite.
Our current bathroom is decorated with beach decor. Many years ago I saw a little replica of this lighthouse that had a light inside. Since then I’ve dreamed of having one in my bathroom. I knew it would be the perfect nightlight! I’ve looked everywhere on the Oregon Coast to find one and, finally, right there - in a little shop in Bandon - I found exactly what I was looking for. So, I bought a lighthouse! It came home with me and now it sits on a special jewelry box my father-in-law made many years ago.
The light shines bright at night and lights up the room.
I smile every time I walk into the bathroom and see this little lighthouse. It’s a nice reminder of times past and our recent trip to the beach.
Our current bathroom is decorated with beach decor. Many years ago I saw a little replica of this lighthouse that had a light inside. Since then I’ve dreamed of having one in my bathroom. I knew it would be the perfect nightlight! I’ve looked everywhere on the Oregon Coast to find one and, finally, right there - in a little shop in Bandon - I found exactly what I was looking for. So, I bought a lighthouse! It came home with me and now it sits on a special jewelry box my father-in-law made many years ago.
The light shines bright at night and lights up the room.
I smile every time I walk into the bathroom and see this little lighthouse. It’s a nice reminder of times past and our recent trip to the beach.
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Cottage By The Sea
After nearly four months of continual care and supervision of things for my dear, little mother, my sweetheart and I were able to get away for a few days at the Oregon Coast. When the weatherman forecast winter storms we knew exactly where we wanted to go. We wanted to stay in a quaint little vintage motel cottage high on the bluff above the beach so we could watch the storms. And we weren’t disappointed. The day we arrived was nice. We were able to enjoy a bit of sun on the beach when we first arrived. 
Things began to change a bit as time went by. We enjoyed lunch at a favorite place and then we checked into our little cottage by the sea. These motel cottages were built in the nineteen fifties and, although they’ve been updated a bit, the charm of that era is still obvious. This view from the living room window was why we chose to spend our days away here.
Beautiful knotty pine covered the walls of the living room, kitchen and dining area.
I noticed a little door on the wall between the living room and dining area. Being the curious person I am, I had to open it to find out what was inside. 
I carefully opened it and found an ironing board. Imagine ironing while you listen to the waves not far below!
The cottage had a nice-sized kitchen with nearly everything we needed to fix whatever we wanted to eat. The cabinets fit the vintage style of the cottage.
The kitchen includes a dining area beside a big bay window. Another great view!
The bathroom still had features from the era when the motel cottages were built – soft green tiles on the walls…
And a shower with a pink tile floor and glass block walls.
A storm began to roll in. The waves grew bigger and the skies got darker.
It wasn’t long before the wind blew hard and the rain poured down – but we were safe and snug beside a warm fire.
My sweetheart and I didn’t go to the beach alone – Joey went with us. At first he was quite intrigued by the new place but he wasn’t too sure what was happening when the storm winds began to blow. Then he saw me put his favorite soft throw on the sofa and he knew that’s where he wanted to spend most of his time.
Most of the time he seemed completely unaware of the incredible view outside. Raindrops on the window didn’t seem to bother him and it wasn’t long before he was settled in for a long winter storm nap. 
The rains beat hard against the windows and the wind howled down the chimney all through our second night there. At times I wondered if we would float right off the bluff and head out to sea! The storm relented a bit the next morning and we enjoyed the view while we ate breakfast.
Then, just before we left the cottage to go to lunch and head home, the skies brightened a bit. It was a good last memory of time spent away from home - a sweet retreat - in a quaint, little cottage by the sea. 
Monday, March 17, 2014
Daffodil Sightings
If you've been following my blog very long you know I love daffodils! If not, my story is here. They are always a sign that Spring is almost here - a new beginning, fresh and bright. Over the past few weeks we’ve had a lot of changes in our weather. One minute it is pouring rain and just a few minutes later the sun comes out and the sky is blue.
Not long ago we had snow on the ground – in February. Now I know that’s not uncommon in some parts of our continent, but this is Western Oregon and, while it’s not unheard of, it’s a bit unusual most of the time. Snow was piled high on the little birdbath that’s just outside the double doors in our bedroom.
It was on one of those snowy days that I ventured to the grocery store and I could hardly believe my eyes – right beside the door was a bucket of daffodils! The price was right and, of course, some of them came home with me. I put them in a sweet, yellow depression glass vase from my collection. I loved having them in my kitchen window. I love the contrast of the Spring flowers and the snow outside the window.
Not long after that I had a not-so-good day. My sweetheart was out and about and when he saw these, he brought them home to brighten my day. I put them in a new-to-me cobalt blue vase in the kitchen window. They lifted my spirits and made me smile.
And then there's Daffodil, my little vintage trailer. She has been under wraps for the winter. We had planned to work on her while she was warm and cozy under shelter but that didn’t happen. When my dear, little mother fell and broke her pelvic bone - with all of the care she needed afterwards – we redirected our focus. It was as it should be and we have no regrets. Now that my dear mother doesn’t need constant care, we are beginning to refocus on Daffodil’s restoration. My sweetheart is outside working on her as I write this post. I’ve signed up for several campouts with camping girlfriends so we have some deadlines to meet. There is more structural work than first thought and we know she won’t be completely finished before the first get-away – or even the second - but we have a plan. Enough will be done for me to sleep inside at first, then we'll make more progress before each of the campouts until she is completely finished. Inside and out! She will be a showpiece by the last campout in the Fall. That's the plan. I'll share it all with you on her blog, Daffodil's Journey. Here’s a bit of what she looks like today.
Please come back again soon. I can’t wait to show you the progress of my little, vintage trailer as she blossoms and blooms and becomes the beautiful Daffodil I know she will be.
Not long ago we had snow on the ground – in February. Now I know that’s not uncommon in some parts of our continent, but this is Western Oregon and, while it’s not unheard of, it’s a bit unusual most of the time. Snow was piled high on the little birdbath that’s just outside the double doors in our bedroom.
It was on one of those snowy days that I ventured to the grocery store and I could hardly believe my eyes – right beside the door was a bucket of daffodils! The price was right and, of course, some of them came home with me. I put them in a sweet, yellow depression glass vase from my collection. I loved having them in my kitchen window. I love the contrast of the Spring flowers and the snow outside the window.
Not long after that I had a not-so-good day. My sweetheart was out and about and when he saw these, he brought them home to brighten my day. I put them in a new-to-me cobalt blue vase in the kitchen window. They lifted my spirits and made me smile.
And then there's Daffodil, my little vintage trailer. She has been under wraps for the winter. We had planned to work on her while she was warm and cozy under shelter but that didn’t happen. When my dear, little mother fell and broke her pelvic bone - with all of the care she needed afterwards – we redirected our focus. It was as it should be and we have no regrets. Now that my dear mother doesn’t need constant care, we are beginning to refocus on Daffodil’s restoration. My sweetheart is outside working on her as I write this post. I’ve signed up for several campouts with camping girlfriends so we have some deadlines to meet. There is more structural work than first thought and we know she won’t be completely finished before the first get-away – or even the second - but we have a plan. Enough will be done for me to sleep inside at first, then we'll make more progress before each of the campouts until she is completely finished. Inside and out! She will be a showpiece by the last campout in the Fall. That's the plan. I'll share it all with you on her blog, Daffodil's Journey. Here’s a bit of what she looks like today.
Please come back again soon. I can’t wait to show you the progress of my little, vintage trailer as she blossoms and blooms and becomes the beautiful Daffodil I know she will be.
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