Burns Trip

This past week-end, the insurance man, Doris and I drove to Burns. We wanted to view the migratory birds that come through in early spring. We left my in-laws home Saturday morning with a picnic lunch and spent the day mostly on the Malheur Bird/Wildlife Refuge out in the desert of Eastern Oregon. (For those of you who get Bethel's emails, these are the pictures that go with her Monday letter.) We saw several sand hill cranes close-up on our way out to the refuge, but didn't take any photos. Just before lunch we came upon some Tundra Swans out on the water by Buena Vista...just a one-building and rest stop kind of town. Doris is a wildlife biologist by training, and has two pairs of really great binoculars. She let us use the smaller, lighter pair and they worked so well, we enjoyed watching the swans for a long while. There were at least 50 swans here, resting and feeding before continuing their flight north. This is a view of the swans from an overlook above the water.

This is a view of the Steens Mountains to the south-east from the same overlook.

Dad and Mom at the overlook, where we took advantage of the nice location to eat our lunch.

They had recently put in these nice wall/benches which were so nice in the warm spring sunshine.

Here's Doris with her dandy binoculars. She has a can of root beer in her hand, only the second can of soda she has ever had. She doesn't quite know if she really likes it or not...

We continued on our way through the refuge stopping to view the museum there, and hear and see all the songbirds in the trees before driving on to Frenchglen.

We stopped for a restroom break there, and the insurance man took a power nap in the warm car, while Doris and I walked the street of Frenchglen. There is not much going on there in the off season. We did see a small group of black-tailed deer just out of town.

The hotel at Frenchglen...a fairly famous spot.

And this is the school there, built in 1927. In some ways it would be a fun job to teach at a small school like this.

On our way back home, we drove through the Fairgrounds to find the snow geese just outside of Bend. There are thousands of them, again feeding and resting before traveling on north. This is just a very small section of them.

They are easily spooked, and as I got my photo they decided to all take to the air. What a delight it is to watch them take off, each like a little airplane and to hear the giant whoosh of their wings flapping as they circle higher and higher.

The sky was filled with them, although no photo could ever do it justice. They are just so beautiful in flight.

We had a wonderful day, and arrived home to enjoy the smells and taste of crock-pot Mexican Chicken Chowder just waiting to be enjoyed!

Ambition...

...or lack thereof! I am not terribly ambitious when it comes to crafting these days.I just don't have time to concentrate on non-necessary projects right now. BUT I managed to crochet these very simple bibs on a couple of Sunday afternoons in order to give my friend a homemade gift for her new baby. Since this is quite an accomplishment for me, I just had to share!

On a Monday morning..

There are a few different items to post about today. First, following up Julie's post...here's a favorite quote from Jane Austen.

"Ah! There is nothing like staying at home for real comfort."

Second, one of my favorite things happened this morning. I went out to the mailbox at the end of our driveway, to find a package from Julie in West Virginia. In the package were two copies of a book written by a young woman in Julie's church, Tricia Regar, entitled "The Feminine Minority...a Brief History of Feminism and the Modern Woman." Julie had enjoyed it so much, that she sent it for me to read and an extra copy for me to let others read. I'm looking forward to it. Also in the package (and this is the favorite thing) were a pack of pictures drawn and painted by five of my grandchildren, along with thank-you notes from Christmas presents. I enjoyed each one greatly, but especially enjoyed the one from William age 9, as he wrote us several poems. Here is my favorite:

"Although the Son of God was born in a stall,

He will make His enemies fall

and the righteous stand up tall."

William Jones

Getting back to my sheet music stack...here are a couple more. The one at left in the photo below is entitled 'Love's Lullaby'. The interesting thing about this one is the portrait below at right. It says, "as sung by The Celebrated Hawaiian Tenor, Prince Leilani." I think there was a real fascination with all things Hawaiian at the time. This of course, was back in the days of Hawaiian royalty, before U.S. Statehood. My copy of 'Baby Face' says that it was to be played with the piano and was written for a ukulele accompaniment. 'Bewitched, Bothered and Bewildered' at right, is the newest song in my stack, with much more of a jazz feel, and the music was written by the famous Richard Rodgers.

This piece of sheet music below is one of the popular songs of the sea at the time. I looked up this composer, Amanda Kennedy to find that she wrote a lot of music at the end of the 19th century. This particular piece was her most famous and was the best-selling song of the time for many years.

Another reason for writing music was for the various holidays. I am so glad to have this piece of music, written for Christmas (or for children.) When I was young we used to hear this piece on the radio around Christmas a lot. But I haven't heard it for many years now. It is a great one, and I love to play this. Bring back any memories for you?

One last poem:

"The sun may crumble,

man may die;

but God will reign

forever on high!"

William

Sense and Sensibility

Elinor and Marianne Dashwood as portrayed in the 2008 BBC filming of Sense and Sensibility.

Have I ever showed you my Jane Austen set?

My previous next-door neighbor was selling these at a garage sale. Such a cute, hardback, coordinating set just couldn't be passed up. He wouldn't even let me pay for them.

I recently finished reading Sense and Sensibility. After seeing the new BBC film edition, I wanted to read it for myself as it was one of the few that I had not (now just Emma left).

I do recommend the film. It has a few flaws, in particular, the opening scene, but the rest is a very good representation of the book. However, just like any other movie that is based on a book, the book is superior. I highly recommend the book.

I wanted to share a few thoughts on what I like and appreciate about Jane Austen's writing and a favorite quote in demonstration.

One thing among many, that I love about Jane Austen's writing, is that she addresses moral topics. The reader, though reading a work of fiction, can actually be instructed by the lives of the characters. In Sense and Sensibility, two sisters both struggle through disappointment in love, but one sister learns from the other's conduct. I, myself, felt highly instructed by the conduct of the temperate sister, Elinor. When Elinor is finally able to reveal to her sister what she has known for 4 months, that the man she loves is already engaged to another young lady from several years previous and is too much of a gentleman to not uphold the engagement, her sister is naturally quite shocked. Having gone through the agony of losing the man that she loved herself, she is utterly shocked to find that her sister has suffered the same kind of loss without ever betraying her feelings in any way.

"'Four months!' cried Marianne again. 'So calm! so cheerful! How have you been supported?'

'By feeling that I was doing my duty. My promise to Lucy obliged me to be secret. I owed it to her, therefore, to avoid giving any hint of the truth; and I owed it to my family and friends not to create in them a solicitude about me, which it could not be in my power to satisfy.'"

The fortitude that Elinor displays in her trial changes her sister forever. I LOVED this! Marvelous that the sister learns from her own sister and is materially changed and improved by her example.

5th Season

Last week our 'adopted' granddaughter Lilly came to visit. During a trip to the library she told me " I think there should be 5 seasons...autumn, winter, dull, spring and summer, and we are definitely in the dull season!"

In keeping with that cheerful news, here is a little writing I did at my last writer's group meeting:

The Waiting Room
The waiting room was green, pale green. The color of new leaves, tender shoots and greening grass. Winter weary eyes drank in the color, while waiting. The time between, outside, was dull, with no snow and no color to brighten the iron skies and earth, while inside was a calm, happy place. A place to turn pages of flowers and seed packets. Waiting has no chore there, and patience richly rewarded. No one was lonely in the waiting room, where the company of others waiting was welcomed and comforting. Bright primrose faces edged the room, and the distant glow of young green trees gently blowing soothes and softens harshness. Green leaves and thin branches etched the walls and skies. Hearts anticipated and waiting moved on.
The waiting room was green, but now is orange, rust, golden, red and burning. The green has fled, and vivid beauty reigns in a dying fling. All are waiting, astonished, deeply drinking and trying to stop the movement. Can the colors remain a moment or two longer?
Waiting in a shiver, the room becomes black and white. The white of a soft gently rippling blanket, and the black of branches and trunks now bare. The ceiling is a thin blue with gray edges.
The waiting turn their pages of seed packets and the waiting room turns pale green once again. How long have they waited? The walls change in a blur now, spinning out the cycles faster and faster in a dance of creation, while the waiting continue to dream."

Turn of the Century

Here are three pieces of music from 1900...the first of which is celebrating/welcoming 1900. I still remember all the exitement of the coming of 2000...can you believe it's been 10 years? All three of these pieces have the most gorgeous color on the covers...bold.

The one on the left is a daring fire rescue set to music and the other is Red Wing, an Indian piece with an Indian drum rhythm in the left hand.

Celebrating Culture in Music

It's too bad that this next cover turned out so dark. The song is 'Carry Me Back to Old Virginny', and the cover is a depiction of the interior of a black family's cabin...complete with all the little children. The one on the right below continues on with the black culture of the day...note the cotton in the bottom right. On the left is 'The Wee Hoose Mang The Heather'...I would say a very poor imitation of writing an Irish brogue! Is that supposed to be a Leprechaun on the cover?

I think the entertainment industry of the day was busy marketing to the various sub-cultures in America around the turn of the century..but it makes for another snapshot in time...