I’m Just Me….

I’m not perfect.  I’m me.

I’ve made bad decisions and wrong choices, but I’m me.

I’ve said the wrong things,  I’ve said the right things, because I’m me.

I don’t like everything I’ve done, but I did it because I’m me.

I’ve love the wrong people and trusted the wrong people, and I’m still me.

If I had a chance to start again, I wouldn’t change a thing.  Why?   Because I’m me!

There are a lot of good things about me,

You just need to look past the imperfections to see what’s right.

If you can’t do that, then it’s your loss. I’m the best I can be.  I am me!

Glass Bug

Glass Bug

~Oregon Smiles with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled

~Beautiful Photos courtesy of Tracie Louise Photography.  Thank you Tracie

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4 Tunnels…

I took this header picture last summer in central Wyoming.  We were on the road to Thermopolis, Wyoming, passing through the Wind River Canyon.  From this vantage point there are 4 separate tunnels and 5 tunnel that is out of the picture on the right side.  It was very cool.

~Oregon Smiles with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled

PS:  To all my wonderful followers… I apologize for the lack of postings lately.  I am working on a very BIG project now that is taking up all my downtime with study.  I promise, I will be back on the blogging boards soon.   I am so totally out “ON THE ROAD LESS TRAVELED” now.  Stories to follow.  Thank you for your patience.  ~Franny

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 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

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

It’s A Bug’s Life

There are times I feel very small.   When I look at the Big Scheme of things in this world, I am just a bug.   Just the worker Bee that is here to get things done.  The only draw back from that is, we are at the mercy of those that run our country and make the rules, Oh well such is life.  It’s a Bug’s Life.

It is nice down here as the bug, as long as you don’t get stepped on by the predators in life.   Those whose whole existence depends on using other people, for their own gain.  Not caring who or what they leave in the wake of it all.

That is why I have found it so important to surround yourself with like-minded people, Your Tribe!  Helping, Loving and Caring for each other.  Covering each other when needed.  Being there for support, no matter what time of night or day.

One good thing about being a bug is that you can move from place to place pretty easy.  Taking care of business, not being noticed by all the other Beasties out there in this big crazy world.   Living a simple life of  Hakuna matata and like an old friend used to say all the time “Don’t Sweat the Small Stuff”.

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

Photography provided by: Tracie Louise Photography

Spring Has Sprung

Oh how I love Spring and I think maybe it is getting closer to us here in the Willamette Valley of Oregon.  We had snow last week, with the Daffodils and Crocus poking their little heads out of the ground, but in Oregon the weather never lacks in surprising us.  It is very unpredictable up until summer.   I remember spending many a 4th of July with it raining.  But as a Native Oregonian and growing up in Astoria on the Oregon Coast, you get used to it.

Waking up to the sun peaking its head out of the clouds, giving the neighborhood a nice glow, really gets one re-energized and makes me smile.  There is just something about the sunshine that makes you want to get outdoors and start all of those projects that you have thought about since Fall.  My goal has always been to do one major yard project each year, but for the last few years other life obstacles have taken priority and projects put on hold.

When my friend over at Luv and Light posted at the end of last year about crossing over the bridge and leaving all the old baggage behind and starting anew, that is when I knew that 2012 would be a good year.  Oh how I thank Daisy for sharing that with us.  It has given me some long-lost energy and life renewal.  Life changes and challenges have a never looked better than when that Sunshine greeted me the other morning.

So as the seasons change once again, I am dusting off those ideas, dreams and projects.  Looking forward and enjoying this Spring to come, with some old and new friends. Sharing my new-found creativeness and continuing to thank God for everything that he has given me.

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