On Tuesday my husband had a morning appointment at the Portland, Veterans hospital. Other than driving by Portland we had not visited the city. While Mr.G, went to the various departments, I went outside to try to locate an area where I could get a decent view of Portland. It would have been easier to just go up a few flights, via the elevator, but I chose to brave the cold and wind and go outside. Because of my small town upbringing I get enthused about seeing new sights. I think I mentioned that in yesterday’s post. I absorb the scenery, sights and colors, kind of like a sponge. For my newer readers, I often take photographs while my husband is driving. Reason being is that I don’t want to miss anything interesting. As we drove up to the hospital I noticed water and I got so excited. The rode was windy and there were no full views because of all the trees. By the time we got to the hospital, I was eager to start exploring. I could overwhelm you with what I saw, so instead, I will keep my composure and dole out the photos a few at a time..
Mt St Helens in the background
I have previously shared that I like to collect postcards. It is not an obsessive hobby and there have been times in life that I did not bother with them. I will call it a casual hobby. I do participate with Postcrossing and it is so much fun to receive postcards from other countries. Along with this I also have a deep appreciation for vintage postcards. Life for me began in the community of Palm Springs, California, the year of 1951. I am a vintage along with the cards… Here and there I have picked up postcards of Palm Springs.
I looked up the population for 1951 and it was around 45,000
I found these in an antique store recently in Silverton, Or. I graduated from Palm Springs High School in 1969. Many years of my life were primarily in desert communities around Palm Springs. On Christmas Day it will be a year that we have lived in Oregon. Yesterday, we had a new experience in a large city. The hustle and bustle of city life is not for me, but I can appreciate sight-seeing and capturing what I can with my camera.
A window view of where we spent our day.
This frosty morning as I went out to check up on my favorite cat, I discovered that Riley had a bird pinned down in the clutches of her paws. I immediately went into, “ok”, this is not going to happen mode and told her to drop the bird. Well, not quite in that manner, I may have looked like a wild-eyed woman who was not going to see a bird die. I was able to distract her, probably caused Riley to fear for her life and was more than ready to run inside the house. As the little bird sat on the cement patio, I observed a rapid heart-beat. I bent down to stroke its little head and it continued to sit there paralyzed by fear. I was not sure what was going on. I decided to move it onto a big flat rock and grabbed one of my husbands worn out cotton gloves for it to sit on. When I picked it up there was a little blood and instead of causing it anymore fear I laid it on top of the glove. I prayed for the bird and spoke words of kindness to it and left it alone in hopes of seeing it fly away. When I went back out to check up on it, it remained on the rock and I told it to go, you are strong and it flew towards our fence.
It sat there for a few minutes and again I coaxed it and said you can fly, you are strong, and at that moment it flew off and away. I don’t know the outcome, but I tried my best to protect and make it feel loved and secure.
Sometimes in life, all we need are words like honey, sweet kind words to remind us that we will get through the muck and the turmoil and that we really can fly..
on this day of rest
i am grateful
a time to look
for what may be amiss
as i reflect on
recent and past
thankful for all
even the hard lessons
not so easy
but have helped to form
who i am..
memories of a baby boy
born to me this day
thank you young man..
for the privilege
of being your mother
for family and friends
reminders of growth
for the sweet transparent
that shared this week
to all that read and follow
for life that pleases
but always enough unease
to keep me looking
from my quiet corner of the world..
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Saturday gratitude for good health and the joy of watching children at play.
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fun places to explore
and no money is needed to have a good time
just look and see ..and be content with what I have..
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gratitude this morning
and the ability to see beauty, even in precarious places
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I am a morning person and I love when the light of morning greets me
and begins to make its presence
when it dances and bounces with the shadows, on the walls and furniture.
We actually lost our power last night, so we relied on this candle for light. I am grateful for morning light, candles and electricity.
And for the simple beauty of this box
You will find other thoughts of gratitude here