A Southern Belle…

My daughter Katie and I hope to have a Southern Belle experience when we head to South Carolina and to the “South” for our first time ever. We are staying here…

 

with this fabulous porch…

 

Our #1 reason to travel here is to see Katie’s boyfriend Andrew graduate from USMC Boot Camp, Parris Island. She is soooo excited to finally see him after only having snail mail correspondence for a few months now. He has done well and we are all proud of him. I’m hoping to get lots of photos and will share after we get home. I haven’t decided yet if I’ll be taking my computer…

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.

Oh Canada!

Growing up I was immersed in a Russian Community that used cousin, aunt and uncle loosely. We always had more “relatives” then a proper genealogy record would prove. I just inherited 9 girl cousins from Canada. Our cousin connection comes from our love for each other, similar upbringing, blogging, and recipes that our ancestors brought out of Russia and Germany. I will be sharing the wonderful bonding experiences we had during our 3 days together soon.

 

Here are the Mennonite Girls (MGCC) minus me and I now know first hand they really can cook! Starting in the back, Judy from My Front Porch, Marg from Home Again, Lovella from What Matters Most, Julie from Pearls in A Nutshell, Betty,  Anneliese from For Everything a Season, Bev from Kaleidoscopes, Kathy, and Charlotte.

Here’s the same photo with me in it. I borrowed it from one of my cousins who happened to post this same photo spot on her blog. Thanks Judy!

Thank you girls for all the good food, laughter, prayers, and fun we had! Till we meet again…

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.

Do You Know the Way to San Jose…

Do you remember this great oldie from Burt Bacharach? Dear and I fly to San Jose today and I hope to eat some Mexican Food somewhere on the way to a wedding we’re going to in Mt. Hermon.

When we were on our trip to Eastern Washington we had lunch at a Mexican Restaurant in Colville and then we had dinner at a restaurant in Wenatchee that had some Russian food on their menu.

 

We had some of our Mexican favorites and then some Russian favorites,  Spinach Borsch, Pelemeny, Vareniki and stuffed cabbage which BTW my mother makes a whole lot better then this restaurant did.  I think I’ve finally figured out why these foods are my all time favorites…duh. I was born in East Los Angeles and lived in a Immigrant Russian household within a Mexican neighborhood.  Makes sense that I learned to enjoy these foods and they have become my comfort food.

I’ll be away from a computer till we get back on Sunday so I won’t be posting my hymn for Sunday this week. Hope you all have a great weekend!!

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.

Republic Cemetery

I enjoy older cemeteries where there are still grave markers/monuments that are above ground. We found this cemetery on our travels to Eastern Washington in the city of Republic.

Republic, Washington is a city with an early 1900s look and a heritage based in the mining and logging industries. Originally named Eureka Gulch, Republic had a population of 954 in 2000. Noted for its fossils, natural beauty and recreational possibilities, it is nestled in a valley between Wauconda and Sherman Passes at the intersection of Washington State Routes 20 and 21 in the north central part of the state.

In 1898 a woman on horse back rode the hills around Republic, Washington looking for a suitable burial place for a man who’d recently died. At the time, Republic was a rough and tumble gold rush town filled to the brim with miners, and as yet hadn’t established a cemetery. That all changed when a man named Patrick Callahan died in Republic’s first mining-related accident.

 

The woman was Mrs. John Stack, and she selected a grassy hillside to the north of town for Callahan’s grave site In 1915, the Republic Cemetery Association was formed, and the location on Klondike Road became the town’s official cemetery. The Republic Cemetery Association’s records now report 1500 burial sites, with 900 more available.

 

Unfortunately a number of early wooden grave markers were lost when well-intentioned citizens attempted to use a controlled burn to remove weeds that had grown up around the edges of the cemetery. The fire burned out of control. Fred Bremnar of the Republic Cemetery Association described it as “…a good deed, gone bad.” Sadly, there are no written records of those grave sites.

The panoramic view of the San Poil River and Curlew Lake valleys and the Kettle Range beyond can only be described as mesmerizing.

 

 

 

 

Dear went back to work this week and I’m trying to get things organized around here before we fly off to a wedding in California this weekend. Today I’m going to mow the weeds! If I didn’t have weeds I wouldn’t have to mow since my grass isn’t growing. We are having another sunny warmer spell here but it still feels like Fall in the air. Blessings!

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.

It’s Saturday…

What are you doing?

 

I walked out to the garage this morning and I got a very distinct feel of fall in the air. Yikes is summer coming to a close so soon? I think I’ve decided that I am a lot fonder of the beginning of a season then the end of a season…

Since Dear has been on vacation this week I really haven’t made any plans. I just wait to see what he’s up to. We had an overnight at the beginning of his vacation to Eastern Washington but for the rest of the time we’ve just been hanging around the homestead. We spotted these animals in the East. I’m glad this guy was of the carved variety…

Have a wonderful day wherever you are and whatever you are doing!

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.

Wood or Stone…

…there were a lot of great old churches in Eastern Washington.

Tonasket, Washington

 

Republic, Washington

 

Colville, Washington

 

In The Middle of Nowhere, Washington

I’m happy to see that the symbol of the Cross of Christ can still be displayed on our houses of worship!

Galatians 6:14 ~ But may it never be that I would boast, except in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ, through which the world has been crucified to me, and I to the world.

Jude 1:20-21 (The Message)

But you, dear friends, carefully build yourselves up in this most holy faith by praying in the Holy Spirit, staying right at the center of God’s love, keeping your arms open and outstretched, ready for the mercy of our Master, Jesus Christ. This is the unending life, the real life!

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.

Back in the Saddle Again…

…and if you had seen all the horses we saw you’d understand why I used that phrase after a very quick road trip to Eastern Washington and back!

We crossed the Cascade Mountain Range over Highway 2 and went through little sleepy towns like Sultan, Gold Bar, Skykomish before we reached Leavenworth on the east side of the range.

 

Leavenworth is a Bavarian town on the east slopes of the Cascade Mountain Range that attracts a lot of tourists throughout the year.

We haven’t had great experiences going to and from this little Bavarian town so we just stopped for a very short break before continuing east. We are happy to report this time we made it through the town going and coming without any major incident.

But I’m getting ahead of myself. I forgot to show you the great little spot we stopped for breakfast before we crossed the mountains.

 

You’ll see this spot right on Highway 2 a little beyond Monroe, Washington. They bake their own bread and goodies.

 

Quite the tempting baked goods case!

 

We settled for a hearty breakfast. Look at the slices of that homemade bread!!

More from our trip later. Just wanted you to know we didn’t starve along the way. And here’s a little Gene Autry for you before you slip away…

I’m back in the saddle again
Out where a friend is a friend
Where the longhorn cattle feed
On the lowly gypsum weed
Back in the saddle again

Ridin’ the range once more
Totin’ my old .44
Where you sleep out every night
And the only law is right
Back in the saddle again

Whoopi-ty-aye-oh
Rockin’ to and fro
Back in the saddle again
Whoopi-ty-aye-yay
I go my way
Back in the saddle again

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She is Strangely Silent…

 

I’m headed East over the mountains on an overnight with this cute guy. Don’t tell my husband! Oh wait…that is my husband.

 

 

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.

Cruising to Alaska…

…I’m not but my junior high and high school buddy was leaving today out of Seattle. She and her husband and 4 friends traveled from L.A. to board their Cruise ship at Pier 91 in Elliott Bay. I picked them up when they arrived at the cruise ship and we all went to lunch before they boarded the ship for their 7 day cruise. Another beautiful day in the Pacific Northwest!

 

If you look closely you can see the Space Needle behind us in the distance!

It was fun to meet Nancy’s husband for the first time and her friends that have been by her side for many years.

We’re deciding where to go to church tomorrow. We still haven’t found a church home yet.  Now I’m going to go put my feet up and watch the Sounders play the Red Bulls. Hope you are enjoying your Saturday wherever you are…

Photobucket replaced all my photos with ugly black and grey boxes and they are holding my photos hostage until I pay them lots of money. I’m slowly going through all my posts and trying to clean them up and replacing some photos. Such a bother.

Brunch at Mom & Pops

My mother went all out for us again. Katie and I were in the greater L.A. area on Saturday and Sunday and told my mom we’d pop in for breakfast. We weren’t surprised to be greeted with a morning feast. I’ve said before that my Mother’s Love Language is preparing food for people. I missed photographing the cantaloupe and strawberry plate that looked like a flower. She made Vareniki stuffed with potato this time and served them with asparagus with zest of orange and topped with grapefruit. My sister Vera and nephew Tim and his wife Jessica joined us. It was nice to enjoy a smaller group for a change.

Katie, Jessica and Tim

Katie with my mom and dad

From brunch Katie and I traveled north to the La Canada/Flintridge area of Los Angeles to meet up with other family members at Descanso Gardens. I’ll be sharing those photos soon. We packed so much into two days my head is still spinning.