Earlier in the week on a local walk, I paused by Bide a Wee Farm to admire the adorable newborn lambs and their friendly caretaker llama with a class 3 underbite. Smiles for everyone in an Oregon spring!
I came upon this in a restaurant in Silverton, Oregon. Finally…a restroom for all of us.
I came upon this dapper little fellow in a Paris park enjoying the day as much as anyone.
I captured this in a park in Paris 2013. I can so relate!
This year marks the 25th anniversary of living in my home, a 100-year-old farmhouse in rural Oregon. When I moved in May of 1993 with my then husband and 6-year old son, I thought we had made a huge mistake. It was overgrown, musty and dirty from the previous owners who smoked. The interior was dark and depressing (it doesn’t get worse than old brown shag carpet). We froze the first two winters. Over the years lots of changes were made mostly by our own hands. The place is now warm, bright, & inviting. The now ex-husband departed years ago for a younger model and a better man has been with me for the last 18 years My son has grown up and made a life for himself. In the meantime, my roots have grown deep here. This is my beloved home.
I have no granite countertops
nor hardwood floors
an old white electric range
and portable dishwasher
do the cooking and the dishes
The floral wallpaper
peeling in places lines the walls
above the yellow wainscot
A shiny red woodstove
on a brick hearth
warms the large kitchen
The floor plan is ramshackle
added on as the needs of owners changed
during 100 years of occupation
More than a house
it is a vessel of memories
of people’s lives
including my own
Some would call it out of date
I would agree
but I like out of date
memories of simpler times
when life moved slower
the center of activity the kitchen
rather than an electric device
Yes, I don’t have granite countertops
nor hardwood floors
but the food here is good
and the table invites one to sit
for a cup of tea and conversation
I go about my tasks with contentment
and with satisfaction
knowing that this is the place
I call home
“Windows open out onto the universe around you, but doors will take you to where your imagination lies.”
― Anthony T. Hincks
I have always been fascinated with doors, both literal and metaphorical. What lies behind them? Always I have found in my life when one door closes another one will open- often leading to a much better place.
All photos shot in 2013 along the Camino de Santiago with the exception of the yellow door which was shot in Ireland in 2017.
All I could hear
was the swoosh of my skis
and the sound of my breath.
When I stopped
I was wrapped in silence
Skiing today at Todd Lake near Mt. Bachelor, Oregon
I had to give pause when I read this challenge “The most meaningful photo I’ve taken this year.” Looking back through all my photos, the ones that have the most meaning are the ones of the people & pups in my life. It was a rough year in many ways. These photos remind me of the joy in this world.
The elfin twins Anna & Elliot come for a visit.
SOLSTICE Celebration with friends. What an amazing experience!
My dogs Bandit & Dougan, bringing tail waggin’ joy every day!
Nothing like a couple of seasoned old gals turned loose on our 2017 Irish adventure. I’m on the left with my friend Deb. In our sixties and getting cheekier every day!
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