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Friday, August 28, 2020

Rockaway Beach 2020

Whew!  This lovely trip,  planned after Bar Harbor got cancelled in late June, happened without a glitch!  Not that I was worried or anything, but I was not sure my heart could take another family trip cancellation!  We rented an old boardinghouse - lots of bedrooms with half baths, some updates, and awesome views of the ocean and sky.  The old house could've used a bit more TLC, but we found the place clean and the beds comfortable.  Windows without screens could be left open for refreshing ocean breezes, morning and night.  Because of the pandemic we brought our own food and wore masks while shopping in antique and candy stores.  And, Colin, earned over 25 hours of practice driving, preparing him to get his license in November.  


 Bradleigh surprised each of us with a gift bag filled with a special T-Shirt, water cup, and favorite candies!


We were happy to have the Tie-Dye project on our first rainy day.  Messy, but fun!







Grandma loved her new shirt!


On the rainy day we spent time perusing local antique stores for Anne's new Fiesta Ware!

Family photo


O'Shaughnessy Family

Favorite activity - morning walks on the beach
More favorite activities - afternoon kite flying and evening fires on the sand!


One day we found a lovely hike through the Old Growth Cedar Preserve right in downtown Rockaway Beach.  Store owners told us a tourist tax provided the funding for the 1/4 mile boardwalk to the old growth cedar tree.  
This photo re-creates others taken in 2012 and 2015, but they are not in my photo stream!

The O'Shaughnessy's drove to Cannon Beach one day and took these lovely photos from the viewpoint above the Manzanita beach.  

Monday we all boarded a bike rail ride, led by teenager, Emma, from Oyster Bay to Tillamook
Karen and I could barely contain ourselves as we noticed these huge blackberries all along the tracks.


       

We hurried over to Nedonna Beach for final family photos sitting enjoying the driftwood!
Thank you, Duane, for amazing patience setting up the tripod and encouraging us to get closer...



Karen and Bradleigh as the sun goes down!

We also enjoyed playing games - Phase 10, Trivial Pursuit, Liar!  Jake showed us how he'd learned to shuffle cards and we sent this little video to Dan and Marilyn.


There are many glorious photos...of the sky, of the waves, of the kids and activities.  None of them capture the feelings of joy, love, and peace that I felt while there.  More so this year than any other time because of COVID and the Pandemic.  I'm grateful for the special family time!  Sad that the fishing trip got cancelled, but impressed that everyone managed their disappointment and made the best of the day.  


And thank you, Austen, for learning something new from my family, you are a welcome addition!







Wednesday, June 24, 2020

Colorado trip during the Pandemic

Dan and Marilyn stayed home and sheltered in place three months and she'd always say to me, "we don't really want to go anywhere, we just want to be with our family."  Karlee and Grafton cancelled their trip to Spokane in late March and the grandparents just could not take not seeing him any longer.  They invited me to join them on a 10 day road trip to Denver and I thought to myself, "well, yes, I'll go, I have nothing else to do."  Dan drove every single mile as Marilyn and I read, played games on the IPAD, listened to books on tape, and just enjoyed the beauty of Montana, Colorado, Wyoming, and Idaho.  They agreed to take a risk and stay in an AirBnb basement apartment in Billings.  We had separate rooms and showers, quiet and cool for sleeping.  My dear friend, Marcia, hosted us in Pocatello on our way home.  We actually had minimal contact with strangers and precious time with our families.  Thank you Montana for your clean, modern, and safe rest areas!

I enjoyed precious time with the Gaeke's - lots of walks and hikes, sewing, playing Yatzy on the IPAD.  They make the most wonderful meals and we ate outside several times.  They learned the squeaking coming from the chimney was a family of racoons!  Of course we enjoyed the baby who cried for the Mama and tentatively stepped out on a tree limb, but never made it away from the chimney. 



Grace and I made face masks and she used the leftover strips of fabric to make scrunchies for her friends and all the girls in her girl scout troop!
I noticed a huge bag of garbanzo beans compliments of the Essers in Maureen's pantry.  Paul roasted red and yellow pepper and we made hummus one day while she was working.   It totally disappeared by the end of the week.  I think she's convinced it's a great snack!  I experienced the challenges preparing meals presents for Maureen.  Two kids have allergies, Paul has Celiac disease and Maureen prefers not to eat wheat products.  Every label must be studied!  Grace can eat everything, but Ryan cannot eat dairy products and PJ can't eat eggs.  I had no idea how many prepared foods include those ingredients...salad dressings, pasta, ice cream!  They rarely go out to dinner or treat themselves at Baskin Robbins.  I cleaned up the kitchen one morning and Paul noticed later in the day that the frying pan had a bit of pancake in it.  he said, "who put a dirty frying pan in the drawer?"  Well I owned up to it, not realizing that it would contaminate the sausage he planned to cook!  They have two toasters for the same reason.  My goodness my cooking life is so easy compared to theirs.
Thursday we drove to Boulder, parked at Chautauqua Historical Park and hiked a bit up to the Flatirons!  Hiking Trails recently opened up in Colorado so we felt rather fortunate to find a place to park and an empty picnic table for lunch.



We finished off the day at the Ice cream store, Ryan was happy with a soda and although I'd planned to buy the treats, they would only accept a credit card!  Ahh, the joys of the Pandemic.





The three kids have been home for three months, doing homework, completing chores, and choosing a favorite Bible verse.  One evening I felt privileged to listen to their Bible verse of the day and why they chose it.  Next day Grace asked me about my favorite verse.  She looked it up on some app and pasted it onto a lovely background and sent it to me via text message! 
Impressive for a 12 year old!

 Marilyn loaded their car with all kinds of toys for Grafton - he loved riding to the park in this wagon!
The car was much lighter coming back home. 


Even though Marilyn and I admitted to being lonesome today it is good to be home.  I had a brand new furnace and A/C unit installed today.  Thank God because it's 94 degrees in Lewiston right now.  I have lovely AirBnb guests, new grandparents here to visit their 21st Grandchild. 



And, I received a great gift in the mail today from my cousin, Lucy Hewing.  It's a letter written by my mother to her sister, Celia, just two weeks after I was born.  Mom wrote thousands of letters, but rarely dated them, so this is quite the treasure.  Gratefully, Mom's sisters in Illinois saved some of her letters and our cousins have sent them back to us.  But, we've often commented that most of Mom's letters were full of facts only, she shared very little emotion.  But this one is much different and I'm touched by her words...even admitting that she's tired of sitting around.  And, I'm delighted to know how the Kopczynski's celebrated my birth! 

Also, the thoughtful gift of a Bendix automatic washing machine for their first wedding anniversary.    I'd never heard the story of how they acquired their bedroom furniture - my goodness there is a lot of information in this letter.  And, sisters, Celia and Bertha, sharing how cute their babies are!  That would be me and my cousin Lucy!  


Never again will I despair at having saved letters, cards, and anything handwritten.  I wish one of my siblings had saved a letter I wrote after Duane or Karen was born.  Back in those days we did not talk much on the phone - long distance calls were really expensive.  We just did not know which letters to save so we saved all of them for awhile and finally had no room to store them all, so most of them got thrown away.  Sad!!!









Sunday, March 22, 2020

Thoughts during self quarantine

Our country's leaders asked us last week to stay home, self quarantine, social distance ourselves from each other.  We can't visit anyone in nursing homes.  There is no Mass today.  Toilet paper disappears from store shelves as soon as it arrives.  Events and trips are cancelled every day.  Washington's governor ordered all restaurants, dental offices, hair salons, and many other businesses to close.  Everyday something new happens!  California residents can only leave their homes to shop for groceries or pick up medicine at local pharmacies.  School teachers struggle to set up online learning and teach from their living rooms.  Schools are closed, graduations cancelled.  Even our local hospitals are preparing for the CoVid-19 crisis.  St. Joe's closed outpatient surgery and plans to isolate respiratory patients in that section of the hospital.  I'm grateful for the prayers and ways to be hopeful that that are showing up in my daily Email.  I continue to find solace in my daily reflection books, both from scripture, Richard Rohr, or OnBeing posts.  Today's readings are about Jesus curing the blind man and subsequently about light.  From Ephesians 5:  

Live as children of the light, for light produces every kind of goodness....

Thank God for all these people!

AARP suspended all tax preparation, so I've basically been out of a volunteer job since March 14th.  Yesterday I learned that the IRS delayed the filing date until July 15th, so there will be time to produce goodness again for our seniors and others who can't afford to pay to get their taxes done!

My brother, Don's, been using his quarantine time as Lenten penance to organize Mom and Dad's old photos.  He's been sending all the siblings a photo a day and here's the one for today.
Dad had a small piece of paper taped to the wood paneling in the basement bedroom which read:
 Deep in the heart of everyone is the old town, where they first went barefoot, got their first licken, traded their first pocket knife. Grew up and went away thinking they were too big for that little burg, but that is where your old heart is.  Will Rogers

My Magnolia tree is beginning to bloom!  Yesterday I hiked with the LCValley hikers and we noticed many trees blooming as we looked across the river to Asotin.  Today God blessed us with a beautiful sunrise.  I try to notice God's presence and LIGHT in many moments throughout the day.




It's been quite a challenge for me to shift gears and find things to do after our spring break trip was cancelled.  I've been working on refinishing my bedroom door and putting together a Grandmother Fan quilt.  Seaport Quilt Guild members made these blocks for me in 1991 when I moved to Boise.  Now I have the time to put them together and celebrate the goodness of these creative women.


Speaking of goodness..... my friend Regina brings so much light to my life.   She sends me a text every morning asking if I'd like to walk.  She finds ways to reach out to those suffering from cabin fever and this week she surprised me with this lovely gift from St. Vincent DePaul.

Our family embraced some new technology last week - this came  from Maureen on Wednesday:
If I set up a free conference call for later today with the family would one if you lead us in a rosary?  Mom told me to do this and my voice sounds horrible.  I missed the conference call because I was hiking with Duane, Anne, and Colin.  But it led to new apps suggested by Marilyn and Karen, House Party and Marco Polo.  Last night Marilyn figured out a 3-way phone conversation with Allan, so we could find out how our California family is dealing with social isolation!
Anne told me she and her friends are teaching their children Home Economics and Life Skills.  Colin learned how to sew on a button, change a tire, use jumper cables, turn the water off to an overflowing toilet and then he memorized his social security number.  

I'm digging into my fabric scraps and making cotton face masks for Karen and her co-workers.  There is a shortage of face masks to protect our healthcare workers and these might help relieve the shortage.  The project reminds me of women who rolled bandages to support the war effort.  The Coronavirus is an invisible war....I want to do my part.  There's certainly more time for me to be on my knees and I love this prayer and encourage all the have a listen!