Renewable Resources

Since I have been so distracted with my new project, my blog and my home have taken a back seat.  Today in my quest for a topic, I have realized we are surrounded by renewable resources.   Some living here in Oregon, who may see the rain and our weather as a hindrance, for me it is what keeps Oregon green.  I am not speaking of Green as environmentally friendly, such as recycling though Oregon is big on recycling, but Green because of our color.  The weather here definitely make for some very good conditions for Renewable Resources.

For me the Renewable takes on many venues. Be it the Laundry that comes back day after day,  The dirty dishes that seem to stack up and it’s only me in the house and then there is my yard.  The grass  is definitely renewable,  It seems just like yesterday that I mowed it.  With the rain we been having, it has renewed itself, Back are those tall blades of grass blowing in the wind.  Dandelions, which have now gone from pretty yellow flowers, to the little round puffs of seeds that as children we would pick and blow to the wind, making a wish.  Little did I know then, why the neighbor disliked us doing that.  Blowing new  little Dandelion seeds into their beautiful landscaped lawn.

My flower beds are full of renewable’s as well.  The weeds we pull for hours at a time, clearing out to see the beauty of the garden, are now back in full force.   Some of the weeds look very nice, but they can take over all to quickly.

Intermission…….

 ……. Back from the brief interlude,

actually it has been a couple of hours.

It started to sprinkle outside and I needed to take care of some of my Renewable Resources.  Yes,  I got out and mowed my lawn.  My furry companions, decided that they would rather be in the house and not outside in the rain, but for me it was very refreshing.

While I was out working with great vigor, finishing before the big downpour, I thanked God for what I have.  Thanking him that I have a lawn to mow and that I live in Oregon where the refreshing rain keeps us green.

Some may see it as a big chore taking care of the renewable resource that comes with that rain, but then there are some that would give anything now to see the rain and green.  I prayed for those that live in Colorado, that have lost it all.  Prayed for those that are on the front lines of the fire, working so hard to save Humans, Homes, Wildlife and Nature.

Next time you think that it is such a chore taking care of those renewable resources that surround you, remember to not take anything for granted.  Be thankful for what you have, for there are those that would give anything to have what you do.

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

Thank you Tracie Louise Photography, for sharing these wonderful photos from Queensland, Australia

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

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

The Hummingbird

Friday’s are always good. It doesn’t really mark the end of my work week, but it’s Friday and who doesn’t like a Friday?  One thing I have always enjoyed doing is standing looking out the kitchen window.  Reflecting on the day ahead, sipping my first cup of morning coffee.  Such a refreshing feeling, looking out and taking on the new day. It is a treat to see God’s little creatures and today was such a day,  I was blessed to see my first Hummingbird of the season.  We’ve had snow this week and I bet he was just as happy as I was to see the little bit of sunshine gleaming through.  I love Hummingbirds.

Photo by Janrus

So as I was assessing my day ahead, watching my feathered friend flit around, gave me more to ponder. I have been reading a book this winter called “What The Walrus Knows” An Eccentric’s Field Guide to Working with Beastie Energies, by Sarah Seidelmann.  Sarah tells us “There’s a bigger, deeper world all around us all the time, full of messages and support.  We’re marinating in it.  It permeates and surrounds our ordinary reality…… Observing Beasties helps us tap into this deeper level of information.”  What was this little fellow telling me about my life and world around me.

Hummingbird Manifesto

Embody Boldness – Dive on desire with courage. Take Charge

Be Discerning – View from all angles.  Hover.  Carefully land on what feels best.

Vary the Source – Dig in. Taste.  Combine. Try it all.  Invent something new.

Return to The Heart – Revisit reliable sources. Trust.  Rest

Wow… the little Hummingbird brought me a wonderful message this morning.  That is what I am doing with my new blog.  Taking charge with courage and desire. Inventing something new, just for me, and if my readers get something from it during the process that is wonderful too.

I believe God created all of the creatures that surround us.  That he sends us messages in strange ways sometimes.  It maybe an Angel or one of Natures Beasties.  Thank you Lord for all that you provide us, in this beautiful world of wonder.

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

(A special thank you goes out to Sarah Seidelmann for granting me permission to use excerpts from her book.  Thank You Sarah!)