From LAST’S to FIRST’S

My last couple of days have been filled with LASTS….  the Last time I did this, The Last time I did that.  Some of the Last’s where sad, but some of the Last’s have been glad.

Since I am a girl that doesn’t look at the glass as half empty or half full, but rather Thrilled that I have a glass at all,  I see these Last’s as the opportunity for my new FIRSTS.

Last’s don’t have to be a bad thing….  When God closes one door, He opens up another.  Tomorrow when I wake up and that door opens, it will be full of First’s.

It will be a day of,  First for this and First for that. Oh how exciting and what an adventure On The Road Less Traveled, full of FIRSTS.

Honey Eater, Australia

~Oregon Smiles with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled.

Photography provided by Tracie Louise Photography, Queensland, Australia

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Saturation

My friend recently posted a picture on her blog at Tracie Louise Photography and the comments where referring on how she had turned up the saturation or something with her camera settings.  I guess it has something to do with the light….. I am clueless

There is a saturation that I am familiar with here in Oregon…   that is how much rain soaked into the ground.

I Love the Rain!  The rain is like the life of the earth. It gives strength, it cleanses and refreshes, It gives life to our souls.

What we need to remember is ….

Don’t wait for the Storm to pass, Learn to Dance in The Rain!

The Painted Lady Butterfly

~Oregon Smiles with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled

Photography provided by Tracie Louise Photography,  Thank you Tracie your work is amazing to me.

The Garden of Weedin’

Rain, Rain, Rain….  it makes the garden grow.  We have had some really crazy weather here in Oregon, it seemed like it would never clear so I could mow the lawn.  A few months later…. and I was the proud owner of  “The Garden of Weedin”, some if it over 3 ft tall.  I never lost hope though,  just like everything in our lives we need to keep hope.

Hawaii Volcanoes National Park, The Big Island, Hawaii

Finally over the weekend the air had cleared, the sun was out and things where starting to dry out, things where looking good.  It took hours of work, running the weed eater knocking the tall stuff down.  I never lost faith,  just kept whittling away, as I see working in my yard as therapy.  Wonderful glorious therapy and in the end you have something very wonderful to look at and enjoy.

With the mowing finally done and the weed eater working  it’s magic, I realize that the weeds sort of represent things that happen in my life.  There are some very troublesome weeds, that just creep in and out and it is really hard to get rid of them.  Like some of the past experiences and people in life and how they still have an impact on our lives.  There are weeds that are bothersome, but you can pull them out and clean things up and move on.  Weeds can help feed the critters and creatures in our yards and there are even some to harvested for food and have healing properties.

The returning weeds show me that we compete against our own potential every day.  Most of us fall short of what we are capable of doing or being.  I believe that no matter what job you hold, what industry you work in, or where you live, every morning you wake  up with a clean slate and no weeds in your garden.

Just go out and explore your “Garden of Weedin” and see how you can clean your slate.   You can make your life and your dreams anything you choose it to be.   Keeping your faith will help keep up the hope for good things. Your Possibilities Are Endless!

~Oregon Smiles with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled

Photography by Tracy Louise Photography

Blogging Tips: Growing a Readership

I am not sure how to share this with my followers.  Still a Newbie on some of this.  This is a great blog from my friend over at Kana’s Chronicles.  Lots of great information for us Newbie bloggers and reminders for the Veterans.

Blogging Tips: Growing a Readership.

Enjoy.  ~Oregon Smiles with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled.

Another Year….

Today is my Birthday…. ta, dah, da, dah…. sort of goes with the song from the Beatles White album.  Anyway, Just another year older.  It’s just another day.  Another year behind me.  Another year ahead On The Road Less Traveled.   Lots of ways to look at it.

By the Grace of God I am still here for another year.  Thank you Jesus for giving your life for me, that I am saved.

Lots of busy stuff going on this last week, so I have gotten behind in my postings.  Not to worry… I have some great topics coming through the gray hair… LOL.

Thank you all for the wonderful Birthday Wishes.  ~Franny

~Oregon Smiles with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled.

The Relic

When I first hear the word “Relic” I think of something very old.  Someone or something that maybe an antique or part of history, from  a very long time ago.  Funny thing is lately I have been referred to as someone’s Grandma.  Now don’t get me wrong, I don’t mind being called a Grandma,  I am a Gramma of a wonderful little baby boy.  Also, I would be very proud as this person’s relative.  She is a wonderfully, talented young woman and I am very proud she is my BFF’s daughter.  Maybe it’s the gray hair.. maybe I am starting to look old… maybe I am a Relic.

I might have a history, in fact I know I do, but I surly wouldn’t say that I am famous or a part of history.  Now some of my ancestors are a part of history, does that mean they are Relics.

What is a Relic? This is what the dictionary gives as a definition:

  1. Something that has survived the passage of time, especially an object or custom whose original culture has disappeared
  2. An object of religious veneration, especially a piece of the body or a personal item of a saint.
Hmmmm.. well I am a survivor, not sure if I am in the “survived the passage of time”…. well on second thought maybe…. I did grow up in the 70’s and was sort of Oregon Hippie.  I definitely am not a Saint and the good Lord can attest to that.  So I guess I am just looking old, or older, but I usually don’t feel old or a relic.  I still love a great Rock Concert, have my hearing and my own teeth.  I think it must be a state of mind, but I don’t think I am there yet.
There are lots of not so famous relics, like SS Dicky, that Tracie Louse Photography photographed on the Sunshine Coast of Queensland, Australia.

SS Dicky

It  has withstood the passage of time, laying there with an untold history in her bones.  Not only when it was functioning ship, but the stories it could tell of the visitors that have come and gone over the decades to take photos.  The stories of the storms and weather that surround it’s life on the beach.  Oh if the walls could talk.

Steamer SS Dicky was shipwrecked on a Caloundra beach which and named after her. The ship sailed from Rockhampton and as it arrived to clear Caloundra Head it met lashing rain and cyclonic winds that sent the ship on her beam ends. Captain James Beattie was forced to beach the ship to avoid hitting the rocks off Moffat Beach. On 4th February 1893 at 10.35 am the ship grounded stern first on the beach. The Marine Board of Queensland tribunal concluding the Captain showed lack of judgement in not successfully weathering Caloundra Head, for which his licence was suspended for three months.
Growing up on the Oregon Coast, we came to know the Peter Iredale.  It has weathered such storms.  As a kid we be up at the crack of dawn digging for Razor clams around the hull and a favorite destination for the local kids heading to the beach for a bonfire.  The wreck of the Peter Iredale is shown in this photograph, taken by Portland photographer Leo Simon on November 13, 1906, nineteen days after the ship ran aground near Ft. Stevens.
The Peter Iredale was a four-masted steel bark built in Maryport, England, in 1890 and owned by British shipping firm Iredale & Porter. On September 26, 1906, the Iredale left Salina Cruz, Mexico, bound for Portland, where it was to pick up a cargo of wheat for the United Kingdom.

Peter Iredale Circa 2005

Despite encountering heavy fog, they managed to safely reach the mouth of the Columbia River early in the morning of October 25.


Some have aged gracefully, The patina a glow with the age.  Oh the stories they could tell us.  Of their voyages around the world and those adventures of visitors while at their rest.  I do hope that when I am 100+ years old I can say,  that this Relic is still standing proud, watching over all that come and go.

Peter Iredale - Present Day

~Oregon Smiles… with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled.

         SS Dicky photo’s provided by Tracie Louise Photography

Good Friday

Thank You Jesus

Good Friday is observed on the Friday before Easter Sunday. On this day Christians commemorate the passion, or suffering, and death on the cross of the Lord, Jesus Christ.

Many Christians spend this day in fasting, prayer, repentance, and meditation on the agony and suffering of Christ on the cross. (For a more detailed explanation about Christ’s death, see Why Did Jesus Have to Die?)

The biblical account of Jesus’ death on the cross, or crucifixion, his burial and his resurrection, or raising from the dead, can be found in the following passages of Scripture:

Matthew 27:27-28:8

Mark 15:16-16:19

Luke 23:26-24:35

John 19:16-20:30.

~Oregon Smiles … with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled

Header Photography provided by: Tracie Louise Photography

Nature…So Many Meanings

Thank you Jake for our Sunday Post Word/Topic.  NATURE …. it can take on so many things.

Mother Nature and her weather that can come and go, from one extreme to another.  The Nature Of Things,  just the way they are.  Wildlife in Nature and the Flowers, Trees, Herbs and even Weeds in Nature.

Last year at this time, I was fortunate, and was able to make a second trip to Hawaii.  This time we went to the Big Island.  Wow so much diversity in Nature there.  We experienced the Rain Forest, the Desert climate, Volcano’s and the Sea.  Where wildlife and foliage is so stunning and vibrant, while the fruits and vegetables are remarkable.

Here are a few pictures that I took during my trip, to a tropical paradise that touches all of our Nature senses.

Honu, Punaluu Black Sand Beach Big Island, Hawaii

Lava Arch, Volcano's National Park, Big Island, Hawaii

~Oregon Smiles … with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled

Photography provided by Tracie Louise Photography

APRIL FOOL’S DAY

Happy April Fool’s Day!!  Yes it is April 1.  Hard to believe the year is moving along this fast.  When I was a kid having fun with my grandfather “POP” was always

something to look forward to.  Pop would call me on the phone a tell me a April Fool joke.  One that I always remember was…

Pop…  Is your refrigerator running?

Me… Yes

Pop…  Then you better go and catch it.

Oh the memories.  So with that being said I thought that I would take today and do some research and see what all the April Fool stuff was all about.  I know that there have been some very famous practical jokes done by radio stations and such, but still wondered where it all started.  These are a couple of resources that I found.  So who knows for sure.  Please enjoy and maybe it will bring back some of your memories of the day.

April Fool’s Day History

The history of April Fool’s Day or All Fool’s Day is uncertain, but the current thinking is that it began around 1582 in France with the reform of the calendar under Charles IX. The Gregorian Calendar was introduced, and New Year‘s Day was moved from March 25 – April 1 (new year’s week) to January 1.

Send invitations to nonexistent parties and have other practical jokes played upon them.
Communication traveled slowly in those days and some people were only informed of the change several years later. Still others, who were more rebellious refused to acknowledge the change and continued to celebrate on the last day of the former celebration, April 1.

These people were labeled “fools” by the general populace, were subject to ridicule and sent on “fool errands,” sent invitations to nonexistent parties and had other practical jokes played upon them. The butts of these pranks became known as a “poisson d’avril” or “April fish” because a young naive fish is easily caught. In addition, one common practice was to hook a paper fish on the back of someone as a joke.

This harassment evolved over time and a custom of prank-playing continue on the first day of April. This tradition eventually spread elsewhere like to Britain and Scotland in the 18th century and was introduced to the American colonies by the English and the French. Because of this spread to other countries, April Fool’s Day has taken on an international flavor with each country celebrating the holiday in its own way.

In Scotland, for instance, April Fool’s Day is devoted to spoofs involving the buttocks and as such is called Taily Day. The butts of these jokes are known as April ‘Gowk’, another name for cuckoo bird. The origins of the “Kick Me” sign can be traced back to the Scottish observance.

In England, jokes are played only in the morning. Fools are called ‘gobs’ or ‘gobby’ and the victim of a joke is called a ‘noodle.’ It was considered back luck to play a practical joke on someone after noon.

In Rome, the holiday is known as Festival of Hilaria, celebrating the resurrection of the god Attis, is on March 25 and is also referred to as “Roman Laughing Day.”

In Portugal, April Fool’s Day falls on the Sunday and Monday before lent. In this celebration, many people throw flour at their friends.

The Huli Festival is celebrated on March 31 in India. People play jokes on one another and smear colors on one another celebrating the arrival of Spring.

So, no matter where you happen to be in the world on April 1, don’t be surprised if April fools fall playfully upon you.