ABC Wednesday ~ Y is for

Y is for Yarrow Bay, Yakima Fruit Market, and the Yakima Indians.  All in the State of Washington, USA.

Yarrow Bay is in Kirkland, Washington. It is part of Lake Washington.

 

Some Yachts at Yarrow Bay…

 

 

Next I take you to Yakima Fruit Market in Bothell, Washington just up the road from Kirkland.

 

Besides fruits and vegetables and nuts and herbs the market sells flowers. At Christmas time they sell Christmas Trees. The market shuts down in winter (they only sell Christmas Trees from Thanksgiving thru Christmas) We get so excited to see their announcement that they are opening again come March because we know Spring has finally come…

 

 

Our most famous Yakima’s are the Yakima Indians. There is a city named Yakima in Eastern Washington closer to the Indian reservation.

Yakima (Ya-ki-ná, `runaway’). An important Shahaptian tribe, formerly living on both sides of the Columbia and on the northerly branches of the Yakima (formerly Tapteal) and the Wenatchee, in Washington. They are mentioned by Lewis and Clark in 1806 under the name Cutsahnim (possibly the name of a chief): and estimated as 1,200 in number, but there is no certainty as to the bands it eluded under that figure. In 1855 the United States made a treaty with the Yakima and 13 other tribes of Shahaptial, Salishan, and Chinookan stocks, by whit they ceded the territory from the Cascade mountains to Palouse and Snake rivers and from Lake Chelan to the Columbia, and the Yakima Reservation was established, upon which all the participating tribes and bands were to be confederated as the Yakima nation under the leadership of Kamaiakan, distinguished Yakima chief. Before the treaty could be ratified the Yakima war, broke out, and it was not until 1859 that the provisions of the treaty were carried into effect. The Paloos and certain other tribes have never recognized the treaty or come on the reservation. Since the establishment of the reservation the term Yakima has been generally used in comprehensive sense to include all their tribes within its limits, so that it is now impossible to estimate the number Yakima proper.  The total Indian population of the reservation was officially estimated at 1,900 in 1909, but of this number probably comparatively few are true Yakima. The native name of the Yakima is Waptailnsim, ‘people of the narrow river,’ or Pa’kiut’lĕma, ‘people of the gap,’ both names referring to the narrows in Yakima river at Union Gap, where their chief village was formerly situated.

ht: Yakima Tribe information retrieved here.

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Fabulous Flag Flying Fourth

I saw this great blogathon idea for the 4th at  Ivory Spring and am joining in at  Kari and Kijsa‘s blog through the 4th of July. They say…”The time has come…to lift our flags high…to honor those who helped to create this incredible country we live in and celebrate the freedom we treasure. These are freedoms that have been valiantly fought for, defended and upheld to this very day…so in honor of our Grand Old Flag, and all she stands for, let’s fly our flags high!!”

 

My parents escaped out of Russian into Iran in the 30’s.  Shortly after WWII they and my oldest sister immigrated to the USA from Iran. We are very thankful to God for leading them here. We have been blessed to live in this great country and to be raised and raise our children here. When my parents took their first trip back to Russia after becoming citizens of the USA they were so glad when they flew back into the USA from Russia that they kissed the ground.

 

These are some of the patriotic things we have around the house and make special displays with during 4th of July celebrations. The couple on the bottom of the collage are Martha and George Washington. Dear’s grandmother Nettie gave them to us on one of our trips to visit her in Illinois. The rest are self-explanatory. The next photo is of Dear’s dad who served in WWII.

 

Rex Roy B. (February 19, 1917 – October 5, 1985) served his country in New Guinea during WWII

We plan to have friends and family over for food and fun on the 4th. Hope you all have some fun planned, too.

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Snapshot Tag ~

 

Flower has tagged me for a getting to know you meme called Snapshot. Here are some flowers for you, Flower! I added some to the meme. The meme asked for 5 places you’ve lived. I did that in two parts, 5 places before I was married and 5 places after I was married.

A. What were you doing 10 years ago?

That would be 1998 correct. I was substitute teaching in the State of Washington.

B. 5 things on my to do list.

1. Buy dress for wedding.
2. Make shopping list for Rehearsal Dinner we’re catering.
3. Shop for what’s on the shopping list.
4. Cook what I’m cooking ahead of time for the dinner.
5. Decide on whether to go to Disneyland on Thursday.

C. 5 snacks I enjoy.

1. Chips and Salsa
2. Nuts
3. Crackers and Cheese
4. Ice Cream
5. Hummus with pita bread

D. Things I’d do if I were a millionaire.

1. Pay off mortgages.
2. Give my children some money.
3. Donate more to some worthy organizations.
4. Take my kids to Great Britain and Ireland.
5. Put some money away so I can buy gasoline for my car :0)

E. Places I’ve lived {before I was married}

1. East Los Angeles, California
2. Pico Rivera, California
3. Montebello, California
4. Redlands, California (1 year at University of Redlands)
5. La Mirada, California

F. Places I’ve lived {since I’ve been married}

1. West Los Angeles, California
2. Huntington Beach, California (Josh and Dan born here)
3. Ventura, California (Katie born here)
4. Bothell, Kirkland, Kenmore,  Washington
5. Camarillo, California

So if you’d like to participate in this meme consider yourself tagged and let me know if you play…

Happy Flag Day!

The American Flag
When freedom, from her mountain height
Unfurled her standard to the air,
She tore the azure robe of night
And set the stars of glory there.
She mingled with its gorgeous dyes
The milky baldric of the skies,
Then from his mansion in the sun
She called her eagle-bearer down
And gave into his mighty hand
The symbol of her chosen land.
Joseph Rodman Drake
I borrowed this from Tom across the pond. Thanks Tom for your tribute today to our flag! Tom hosts Sky Watch every week.

 

Inspired by three decades of state and local celebrations, Flag Day – the anniversary of the Flag Resolution of 1777 – was officially established by the Proclamation of President Woodrow Wilson on May 30th, 1916. While Flag Day was celebrated in various communities for years after Wilson’s proclamation, it was not until August 3rd, 1949, that President Truman signed an Act of Congress designating June 14th of each year as National Flag Day.

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ABC Wednesday ~ S is for…

S is for Santa Barbara, California.

Some people call Santa Barbara “The American Riviera”. This beautiful city on the Pacific Ocean has so much style and charm.  Along State St. you have many eating and shopping options. You get a very international feel when you catch several different languages being spoken. Santa Barbara is about 300 miles South of San Francisco and 90 miles North of Los Angeles. Just 40 miles North from my home.

State Street and the whole downtown area is very pedestrian friendly. There are many wonderful open air arcades for shopping and people watching.

 

Here are just a few of the Arcades.

 

Some of the Arcades have Sculptures to enjoy.

 

The Santa Barbara Art Museum is also located on State Street and of course you can view some great old relics and Statues or a Monet.

 

 

You’ll also find the Mission Santa Barbara up against the mountains. Some call this mission the “Queen” of the California historic Missions.

If you ever travel to California make sure and put Santa Barbara on your “must see” list but be aware that it can be very pricey to stay here.

S is also for

 

Seagulls at the Seashore

 

Sand at the Seashore

Shells from this same Seashore.

Now back to my hometown. Horses and ranches have great histiorical significance in Camarillo. Camarillo is named after Adolfo Camarillo. He was a rancher and is known for his famous White Horse which now is called the Camarillo White Horse. You’ll see these famous horses ridden in the Rose Parade. These are some of the Silver saddles from the Camarillo Ranch House Estate…

S is for a Silver Saddles

 

And S is for Spinning Wheel.

The Silver Saddles and the Spinning wheel are in the Historic Camarillo Ranch House.

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Happy Birthday Pop and Kathy…

Happy Birthday to my oldest sister Kathy and an early Happy Birthday to my Pop! Kathy’s birthday is today and Pop’s birthday is the 25th. He’ll be 85 on Sunday.

 

These photos were taken in 1947 or 1948. My Mother is pregnant with my sister Vera in this photo and Vera was born at the end of February in 1948. My parents had just immigrated to the USA from Iran. That is my oldest sister Kathy in both these photos. Kathy was born in Iran in May of 1946.

I love this photo of Kathy on the swing in the park with all the people sitting on the benches in the background. The men and some of the women with hats on. This photo is also from the late 40’s.

 

Here’s a photo of Kathy and my Pop taken last night at a family celebration.

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Sky Watch ~ The Red Barn

We had some plain boring skies in Southern California this week so I threw in a red barn to give the sky some interest. This was taken at Camarillo Ranch in Camarillo, California.

 

I’ll be posting more of the photos of the Ranch House later. The Bell in the photo above is one of the El Camino Real (pronounced ree-al) Bells that commemorate and mark the “El Camino Real – The King’s Highway”  These markers are placed along the route and in front of each of the California Missions. The goal to place these bell markers began in 1906 and by 1913 450 bells had been placed.

For more Sky Watch head over to Wiggers World.

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The Russian Pouring Teapot ~ Samovar

I came across these very old Paintings of Russians drinking tea (chai) and I wanted to share them. This first photo is from 1889.

I would love to own one of these older Samovars. See the glasses on the bowls. She is pouring the hot water into the glasses with a strong steep of tea. The concentrate of tea is in a small pot that fits on top of the Samovar.

“Of all beverages, tea alone has the proverbial power to relieve toska, the sadness and melancholy which traditionally burden the Russian spirit. The samovar which dispenses it is a time-honoured symbol of Russian hospitality. It stands for the hearth, the warmth of a Russian welcome, the restorative powers of a glass of tea around the stove after hours in sub-zero temperatures. The word means ‘self-boiler’ and the samovar is just that, a portable water heater made traditionally of brass and fuelled with pine cones or charcoal. On top of it rests a teapot containing a powerful infusion. To pour a glass of tea, a little of this concentrate is diluted with boiling water from the urn. This way it is always fresh never stewed.”

 

After serving the tea the guests will pour the tea out of their glasses into their bowls and sip the tea from the bowl. This is how I remember drinking tea with my grandparents and relatives growing up. We had tea glasses and bowls. Here’s another quote from The Food and Cooking of Russia by Leslie Chamberlain.

 

“Sadly, the modern Samovar is a plug-in electrical device distinquished by its mass production shoddiness and the fact that no one wants to buy it. It is perhaps a fitting epitaph on the death of a culture. In the nineteenth century the samovar and the tea glass holder, found in daily use in the lowliest and the richest households, inspired some of the finest secular silverwork ever produced in Russia.” This is one of my Samovars that is an electric one, modern and mostly made for the tourist trade. They are pretty to have around but not the older genuine article. Here are the tea glass holders spoken of in the quote, podstakanik.

 

 

In this painting again they are drinking tea from the bowl. Statistically the Russians are among the world’s top three tea-drinking nations (with Britain and Japan).

Can you see the Teapots on the table that look similar to mine above? I was excited to see this.

 

Now the next photograph is a group of modern Russians getting the samovar ready at my brother’s reception to celebrate his marriage.

 

My nephew Joe, my brother Tim, my husband, my BIL Steve, and my son Daniel. A couple of these guys aren’t Russian by blood but they have embraced part of our culture anyway.

They had to stoke it up outside because it was causing some problems and not wanting to light.

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A Solo Walk and My Average Steps

Last Wednesday inspired by Sara’s Walks around Long Beach and other towns, I decided to have a little walk around downtown Ventura and see what I could see.

 

I love how inviting this Rose Arbor and Gated entry are to this cute little house.

 

It’s a good idea to look up in downtown Ventura. Along Main Street there are a lot of older buildings that have some unique architecture and designs.

 

I was drawn to this arched doorway and the unique designs.

The upper window caught my eye. I wonder what the room is like up there. It seems like it could be a great bedroom for Anne of Green Gables.

 

This Historic Landmark Home has been turned into a restaurant.

It’s too bad the elaborate Schiappapietra Mansion is no longer standing.

 

The Restaurant is called Landmark No. 78. The bougainvillea arbor entry is in all its glory!

 

This next place I walked had an area that was called China Alley. My interest was piqued so I did a little research.

 

China Alley Memorial

The Chinese settlers arrived in Ventura in the 1860’s. They were highly skilled farmers and designed the irrigation system for the area. Approximately 200 of these Chinese immigrants lived in China Alley, located in front of the Ventura Mission. The Ventura fire department provided insufficient protection for their wooden shacks from fire, so they formed their own fire brigade.  They were also known to lend their services for other fires in the community.

With this solo walk and my daily walks with Willow this week my average steps were 11,118! On the Wednesday that I did this Ventura walk I also walked with Willow so that was a 13,707 step day and the rest of the days we walked I had over 10,000 steps.

My goal is to try to get over 10,000 a day. Some weeks just don’t work out that great but I still plan to walk everyday. It’s good for us women to keep moving…

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Pleasant Valley Historical Society Museum~Botanical Garden

In the City of Camarillo there is a small Museum and Botanical Garden that is only open on Saturdays and Sundays for 4 hours. The facility is staffed by volunteers who are knowledgeable about the history of the area and the artifacts on hand.

 

The museum is housed in the old water district building and the small garden is behind the building.

 

There are several glass cases of some of the local Chumash Indian artifacts and other memorabilia from the early days in the Pleasant Valley Area. After a look at all the cases I headed out to the Garden with a challenge from one of the volunteers to try to guess what a green object in the garden was. Well I like a challenge so I was off to have a look.

 

On the way to find this mysterious green object I stopped to smell the roses…

 

 

More pretty flowers along the walkway still looking for the Green mystery item.

 

This must be the mystery item. I look at it and chuckle because this is not a mystery to me. This is a Still! I’m married to Dear and he has educated me about the Art of Stills. I went back into the museum to let them know I was familiar with the Green Mystery Item. I earned some brownie points for not being stumped! I was then told the history of this Still and how it was donated to the museum by one of the farmers in the area.

“Well, between Scotch and nothin’, I suppose I’d take Scotch. It’s the nearest thing to good moonshine I can find.”
William Faulkner

***I’m headed to a Mad Hatter Tea Shower today instead of a walk so I’m posting my average steps for the week here. I am quite pleased that I’m finally able to walk a little further and that my back is getting better and better everyday. My average steps this week were 7663. Next week I hope to be able to get closer to 10,000 again. We’ll see what my back allows. Have a wonderful Saturday and keep on walking.

Oh and if I’m brave enough I’ll post a photo of myself in my hat!

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