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| Hiking from Larch Mountain to Multnomah Falls 7miles...5 hours glad it was all downhill |

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| MADE IT!!!! |
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| Tired Feet? |
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| Tunnel Reflection on the way to the truck |
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| We made it home by sunset. |
I have no greater joy than to hear that my children are walking in the truth. 3 John 1:4
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| Hiking from Larch Mountain to Multnomah Falls 7miles...5 hours glad it was all downhill |

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| MADE IT!!!! |
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| Tired Feet? |
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| Tunnel Reflection on the way to the truck |
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| We made it home by sunset. |
So we went to the beach with two of our kids and their families. (missed you Dennis, Abby and Gabe!) We stayed in a rented beach house. Now this was not just an ordinary beach house, this house was new and gorgeous and full of all kinds of niceties. It had two bedrooms and two more hide-a-beds. It was really really nicely decorated and had a beautiful view of the bay. Sometimes the view was better than others, depending on if the tide was in or out. We took turns cooking dinner and had plenty of time to relax with each other on the deck, along with time on the beach, visiting the Tillamook Cheese Factory and we saw the Weinermobile.
I found out that I could get along fine without my good camera. I pulled out my old camera and used it. I knew I could not go without some sort of camera. It only takes 40 pictures at a time...with my other camera, I have unlimited practically, so I roughed it with the old dinosaur and actually discovered that I CAN get by with fewer photos than I normally take. That does not mean that I was not rejoicing when I received the news the next week that my camera was repaired and ready to be picked up. I think I will super glue it to my hand to keep from dropping it this time.
HELLO!!!
I made it my goal to learn how to take a good moon shot before the summer was over. I am pretty proud to say that I think I have it figured out. I have a pretty great vantage point to see the moon in all it's phases....and have been able to practice. Next goal...star trails. Long exposures that show the movement of the stars.
CANBY FAIR!!! It has been a few years since I have been to the county fair. When I was a girl, I used to go every year. I was in 4-H, I did knitting, sewing and cooking. My Mom was my 4-H leader. So was Bonnie's Mom. They lead it together. I remember that all the clubs in the county had to make the same thing for our fair project. Muffins. Our family ate a LOT of muffins...I had to perfect them for the fair. I still have all of my ribbons from my muffins, along with ribbons for my sewing and knitting. I even still have the slippers I made and the apron. Not the muffins, though. A couple of times my project was even selected to go to the State Fair in Salem. It sure brought back memories to see all those plates of muffins.
Josiah is a BIG fan of the fair...where else can you see so many animals in real life? Along with seeing them, you get to hear what they REALLY sound like, not a canned version from one of his toys or one of us adults with our crazy imitation.
Joshua got a water dragon. He named him Greedo. He had to work hard to earn the money to buy him, along with do extra chores around the house, memorize some Bible verses and all kinds of extra things to show he was ready to take on a pet like this one. Good work Joshua! I went down last week to meet Greedo. Joshua fed him a meal worm while I was there so I got to see him do his trick. Then, because I had been raving about the flower fields in Silverton, I loaded them in the car and we took a drive. Emily loves to take photos almost as much as I do. We stopped off for lunch and I took a group shot with my new wide angle lens...pretty fancy huh?
Bonnie and I have been out shooting. We heard about some fields in Silverton. The Silverton Seed Company. Wow! Was it ever worth the drive out there. Unbelievable. We were shooting and shooting and finally had to just say ENOUGH!! We also went on a night shoot in downtown Portland of 3 fountains with a Flickr group that meets regularly. By the time our group made it to the last fountain, it was shut off for the night, so one of the guys in our group entertained us with a light on a cord that he swung around...it was a new experience for me to shoot something like that. (it is the green ball in the bottom left photo) You can't even see the guy, only the green ball he made as he slowly turned while we shot.





These flowers were growing in ROCKS!
Why did it take me so long to see these places for myself!???!!! 
I KNEW it was going to be fantastic to have all the kids home, but I didn’t know how fantastic it was all going to be. We didn’t do anything really, mostly just stayed here at our house and enjoyed our time together. It is such an indescribable thing to see your children as adults, with their families all together talking and laughing and having fun. I didn't once have to tell the boys to leave their sister alone, everybody ate what was on their plate and they all went to bed on their own. After all the years of raising them, it is unbelievable to see them now raising their own families.
One of the things that was really fun for me, was a couple of weeks ago, I asked each couple to take one of the nights and cook dinner for everyone. I love to cook, especially for my kids, but they are always telling me to sit down and be with them, but HOW can I do that when everyone is going to need to eat? Plus, they are all good cooks and I thought it would be fun for them to have a chance to cook something they like to make for everyone. That was such a HUGE success that I plan on repeating every time we get together. Dennis and Abby were the first to cook. They made a Greek recipe called ‘Chicken Souvlaki’ with ‘Tzatziki sauce’ and Pita bread with a Greek Salad.
Jessi and Ariel roasted 3 whole chickens over an open fire with two kinds of rice and fried plantains and yucca, all Dominican dishes.
John and Rachel barbequed steak and also barbequed romaine…I have never heard of barbequing romaine, but it was really really good.
On the 4th of July, I made ribs. My parents and John’s parents and my sisters came over too. We ended the night with some really awesome fireworks. My pictures of the fireworks didn’t turn out as good as I hoped, mostly because I was not sure WHERE they were going to be in the sky, by the time I figured it out, it was too late to shoot.
It has been so much fun spending time with Gabriel. I was not sure how it would be to have a grandchild so far away from me, but now I know that even though we don't get to spend time together all the time, like if he lived close-by, the time we do get to spend together is really special. He was a little shy at first, but in just a little while, he was back where we left off at our last visit. I've had a few times so far to spend one on one with him while Dennis and Abby work and the night they went out to celebrate their 11th anniversary. He has changed quite a bit from the first meeting with him, just after arriving from Korea, then he was pretty reserved but now he is just as outgoing as any other kid, running, laughing, eating all kinds of things he had never eaten before, swimming and learning about life. We will all drive up to Oregon on Wed. and the next fun begins....meeting the family he still has not met, aunts, uncles, cousins, older and younger than he is, great aunts, and uncles, and even more family. To add to that, Ariel will be meeting Dennis and Abby for the first time. This is going to be a 4th of July we won't forget.
I took 800 photos in Alabama...not all of the tornado, as unreal as the tornado devastation was, there are so many things to take photos of, I could not stop there. At the time when I was taking them, they all seemed so important...I could not take it all in and I thought maybe I could really capture it as I was seeing it. Impossible! There is no way to get the peripheral, the smells, the sounds...all of it together makes those pictures so disappointing when trying to bring it home to share the moment with others.
There was one photo that I didn't take...why is it that the one I didn't take is the one that I think about the most, the one that keeps showing up over and over in my mind since I returned and tried to get life back to normal again.
It was my first day in the field doing casework. I divided my team up to canvas an area completely wiped out, since you could see across the whole area emptied homes and trees, safety was not a problem, so I sent each of us in a different direction to post fliers. As I came to an area that once held a large trailer park, whatever had been left by the tornado had been scooped into piles along the road. There halfway down what used to be the roadway, was a family. I made my way to them. They didn't see me walking up. Their backs were to me as they stood examining what used to be their home. I paused for a moment, so tempted to snap a photo, this was such an intimate moment, so touching, so much a part of why I became a volunteer. To be able to be there to comfort, to do what little I am able to ease some of the hurt that has happened to them. I did not take my camera out, no, that is not why I was there, I was there to help them, not bring home a trophy photo. The mother noticed me finally and turned around. I asked her the usual opening questions and began opening a case for them. I didn't even get past the first few questions before the Mom and I were both in tears. It was such a sad case...I could not help but put myself in that woman's place. There were so many similarities. She and I are the same age. She had her daughter and son-in-law and grandkids living with her. When the storm hit, they took cover in the bath tub as so many other families had done. They had a mattress over them. When it was over, the 5 week old baby boy was injured. He died 3 days later from head trauma. As I tried to put the story down on our form, she handed me a little paper from his funeral. His tiny little eyes looked up at me from the photo, I could hardly make out the details because my eyes were so watered up. He had been buried just the day before. I stopped all the paperwork, dropped my pen and just hugged the crying grandmother. She assured me that they would be OK, that they knew God was in charge of their lives and He would help them put their lives back together again. Eventually, I managed to finish up the casework, gave her the Red Cross supplies and she walked back to her family that was still sorting through the pile. That is when I noticed the bathtub that had held them through the storm. It had a huge X in orange in it, showing that the rescue searchers had been there. I wondered how in the world 3 adults and 2 babies even fit in it...maybe that is part what saved them. The son-in-law pulled out a stuffed animal, he held hit up, looked over at the rest of them and tossed it back into the heap. The Mom had her arm around her daughter, the daughter had her surviving child on her hip and the son-in law reached over and took ahold of his Mother-in-laws' hand. Then they all turned and got into their car and left. I didn't see them put anything into the car. I can't help but think of this family each day. Their silhouetted backs against the devastation. A picture forever in my mind, love, sadness, a family bonded, hope and faith.
The stories are unending...all such great loss. Fear, pain, mourning, some questioning WHY they were still alive when others died, why the home in the middle was fine, but the rest gone. One older man said "Sure I was scared...I'm not afraid of going to Heaven, it is just the getting there that scares me"