Autumn is in the Air…..

This header picture of the Boondooma Homestead Gardens was taken by my dear friend, Tracie Louise Photography, somewhere in the Darling Downs of Queensland, Australia  during her early fall.  It is now her Spring and we are heading into Autumn and then on to Winter here in Oregon.  The rains have started, but thankfully not the days on end kind.   Next to the fresh Oregon Springs, early Fall days place second for me.  The morning air is crisp, with that hint of fog, from having a warming through the day before.  The leaves are turning rapidly it seems this year, even though we haven’t had any frost yet.

As much as I have put it off, it is time to think about turning on the heat in the morning and evening.  It is time to button down the hatches and get ready for the next 6 months of shorter, gloomy, Winter Oregon days.  Not to long and we will have to move our clocks back and it will be dark when we go to work and when we come home.  That is fine though, it’s the way we roll out here “On The Road Less Traveled”

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

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

Staying The Course….

“It takes both Rain and Sunshine, to make a Rainbow”

Life is never filled with only good things, anyway it hasn’t been for me, there will always be the down times as well.  Times that we go through struggles, times that seem like nothing good is going to happen to us and times when it seems so bad, there is nothing to live for.  I can truly say that by the Grace of God, I have made it through those dark times.  Those are the days of Rain…..

Then there are the days of Sunshine……   A Warm loving support network of Family and Friends.   The Lord watching out for me and showing me that misfortune’s can turn into great opportunities.  He has given me a roof over my head and food on the table.  Blessed with 2 wonderful sons, a beautiful grandson and most recently my dream job.  My tribe is growing and I am making some wonderful new friends, that will lead to new, great memories and sunshine.

The Galahs on the Fence…

Through the many trials of life, I have continued to laugh at myself and the world around me and kept the smiles coming.  Yes this road less traveled has it’s share of  bumps and holes, but I wouldn’t change it for anything, it has made me who I am.  I know there are still rainy times ahead, but I am here, I am now.  Things are good,  standing here in the sunshine of the Rainbow of Life.  Thank You Jesus!


~Oregon Smiles with Franny, On The Road Less Traveled

Thank you Tracie Louise Photography for the beautiful photography you have blessed me with.


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