Just a quick note to let you know that the H1N1 has caught me. I have been over at Sunriver for SOAR since Wednesday and it looks like some where between Stitches East and SOAR the "pig" has caught up with me. I'm staying here until I am up to driving home.
Take care and remember to wash your hand and cough and sneeze into your elbow......
Monday, November 02, 2009
...yuck...
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Monday, October 19, 2009
...go east, young monkey, again....
Tina is sending
Along with the beautiful Pond Scum Emerald, I will have this:

Friday, October 16, 2009
...honoring the past, celebrating the future...



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Friday, October 09, 2009
...putting by...
After I was married and had a family of my own, I would can with my Mom and we would split what we made. It was great to go to the pantry and open a jar of applesauce that we had made together. Our family loved it.
As our kids got older, I found that I had less time for things like canning and making jelly and jam. It was "easier" to just pick up something at the store. And after a while we forgot what home canned things tasted like. And I forgot about the wonderful and warm memories I had that went along with putting things by.
Not long ago, while cleaning out a kitchen cabinet, I ran across my Mom's recipe for "Never Fail Dill Pickles". Looking at that recipe took me back to the kitchen of my childhood, and the trip down memory lane took me here...
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Thursday, September 24, 2009
...Jake...

I got Jake from my husband for our anniversary 7 years ago. He actually had just been born and I had to wait 8 weeks, until he was old enough to leave his mom and siblings. I got to go see him when he was 6 days old. He could fit in the palm of my hand. So small. I went to see him at the breeders every few days and was so excited to finally bring him home.
Jake was definitely MY dog. As much as my husband doesn't like to have dogs in the house, I still snuck him in from time to time. Like the time he went missing for 3 days and we got a call during our annual Christmas party that some kind person had found him and was bringing him home. Luckily, the party was taking place in our barn and was almost over. I met the nice couple in the driveway, thanked them profusely(i may have even given them money, i can't be sure) and promptly took Jake in the house and put him on our bed. When my husband came in the house after the party was over he opened our bedroom door to the sight of me in bed and Jake laying right next to me. He said, "Oh, I see how it's going to be". He never made another comment when he would found this same scenario in the years to come. He knew that if I had had a bad day, when I went to bed Jake would be laying right next to me, usually snoring. He was little, but he was very loud.

Jake and Tucker were fast friends from the first day I brought him home. Even though Tucker is much bigger than Jake, it has never made a difference. They sleep together, eat together, go on walks together, and up until the past year have played together. Tucker has slowed down in his old age and Jake seemed to know this. Their playtime and walks have been geared down to match Tuckers pace. Not by me, but by Jake. He only seems to do just what he thinks Tucker can do. This is funny because when Jake came to live with us, Tucker did this same for him.
~The Rainbow Bridge~
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge. There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together. There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by. The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together....
~Author unknown

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Friday, September 18, 2009
...harvest...
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Sunday, September 06, 2009
...#septsmackdown....
I decided that I would add some different things to my exercise routine. I have been walking 5 days a week for a long time and am frankly getting pretty bored with this. On the suggestion of my friend Etta Mae I decided to join a boot camp class at the Y. Holy Mother! This class is beyond anything I have ever done! After the first class I had a hard time even getting out of bed the next day! Katie, who is the trainer for the class, has a son that just finished Marine boot camp.......she trained him! Ack! Needless to say she has no mercy. She doesn't care if you are tired, sore, whatever. If you stop, you had better be having a stroke or have broken a bone. There are no other excuses accepted.
To offset this

It's really a beautiful area near where we live with lots of walking trails and great scenery. Here's one of my favorite views along the way....

The hiking trails meander through wooded areas along the Tualatin river and eventually circle the entire wildlife refuge. There are several view points along the trails......
It is the perfect place to do some much needed thinking and reflecting. Not to mention stretching the overworked muscles from boot camp.
I am lucky to live near this great place and even luckier that it is open year round.

I also added another type of exercise to my September Smackdown routine. We went to the coast this weekend and went salmon fishing. What a blast! But this is not a sport for wimps. This is a workout! This is the first fish I caught.

He's not very big, but a real fighter! I caught 3 more, 2 keepers and one native that we had to turn back. The last one took me 20 minutes to get into the boat. My arms are like hamburger today.
This week I racked up 12 point in the smackdown, but I have decided that this competition is not so much with my fellow smackdowners but more with myself. I think it's a challenage I can win....
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