Thursday, July 23, 2009

Vancouver Island and more... Part 2

The next day, Mark and I decided to journey up the east coast of Vancouver Island. The cities of Duncan, Chemainus, and Nanaimo had been highly recommended to us, so off we went. First stop was Duncan, which is the City of Totems. There is a yellow-footprint-marked pathway that winds through this little town, a journey that takes one past more than 50 totem poles. These poles vary in many ways, each depicting various people, animals, and events. Very interesting.
There were plaques at every totem pole so we would better know what we were looking at.

This one was very fat, as you can see. Mark is dwarfed by the sheer size of it.

Next stop was Chemainus, which is known for its murals. It seemed like the side of virtually every building in this small town had a wonderfully painted mural depicting some historic event in their past. It was fun to see how the different artists' styles represented those events.
This mural was our favorite. If you click on it and look at the detail, you just might agree.

Even Subway had a mural!
A park in the town with lovely landscaping and a water wheel.
Next town up the coast was Nanaimo. They had a battery there which once served as a lookout for incoming ships, and as a point of defense if needed. We arrived at noon, just in time for the daily firing of a cannon near the battery.
Of course before you fire a cannon, you must play the bagpipes, right?
A man in period costume readies the cannon, and then proceeded to fire it.
Walking along the waterfront in Nanaimo. It was a beautiful but windy day.
Jake had recommended to us that we must try Nanaimo bars when in Nanaimo. Here I am, in all my windblown glory, holding the Nanaimo bars that we finally found in a bakery in town. They were SO yummy! I have since made them at home, because we liked them so much. Next up: The Butchart Gardens!

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Vancouver Island and more... Part 1

Mark and I returned home a few days ago from a wonderful trip to Vancouver Island, British Columbia, and then the Olympic Peninsula, Washington. We drove north of Seattle about ninety miles to catch the ferry to Sidney, B.C., on Vancouver Island. We chose that ferry route because it winds through some of the San Juan Islands en route to Sidney, and we had never done that before. Apparently there are more than 500 islands in the San Juans, from the very tiny to the very large. And they are so beautiful.Mark watched our journey from the bow of the ferry, not wanting to miss a single thing.
First stop was Orcas Island. We did not disembark, as it was a short stop, but apparently this island is very popular with bicycle riders and whale watchers. As we were leaving the island, another ferry was pulling into the terminal.
Another shot of Orcas Island's terminal area.
Next stop was Friday Harbor, which is on San Juan Island. Again, very picturesque.
Our ferry was the Chelan. The ride was quite smooth, and while the weather was very nice, it was a little chilly on deck.
Another shot of the islands, with a boat in the foreground.
There is some sort of huge home or resort on this island, which you can see if you click on the picture.
After landing in Sidney, we drove south to Victoria, where we get settled into the hotel which would be our home for the next three nights. And no, we didn't stay in the famous Empress, shown here in the background, but we were close by in the Marriott.
Here is a glimpse of our hotel through the trees, taken from near Victoria's inner harbor.
We ate dinner that first night at Nautical Nellies, and the food was amazingly good. We highly recommend it to anyone traveling in the Victoria area.
Of course I had to get my Curves workout in while we were there. And there was a facility very close by our hotel. It was fun to work out with, and get to know, some very friendly women in Canada!
Next we walked through the Parliament building on a self-guided tour. Victoria is the capital of British Columbia, and their seat of government is very impressive. I'll put more pictures in a later post that will detail some of the stained glass inside.
We thought it would be fun to get an overview of the city and the surrounding area by taking a tour on this double-decker bus. It was well worth the time, as it gave us ideas of places to go back to later and visit by car.
Mark and I were sitting right up front on the top deck of the bus, and at one point a tree limb was hanging too low, and the bus hit the limb, which broke the windshield right in front of our faces. It sounded like a shot! And the farther we went, the longer the cracks became. You can click on the picture to see the damage. Mark told the driver what happened as we got off the bus. We were just thankful that the glass didn't come out in our laps or faces!
There are gorgeous hanging baskets all over the city of Victoria. Our bus driver said that there are over 1600 baskets, and that each basket contains an average of about fifteen different types of plants.
Mark and I did a LOT of walking every day on our trip. Here we are in front of a totem pole in the Victoria Convention Center, where we just walked in to look around.
One very special outing was having afternoon tea together. A quaint little place was recommended to us (thanks, Brad and Sharon!), and it was wonderful in every way.
Is there anything that can be better than having tea with your true love?
Blethering Place, where this lovely tea took place.
This sign adorned the path on one of our walks (this pic is for you, Sarah).
The next few pictures were taken in the rose garden at the Empress Hotel. What an amazing array of loveliness and exquisite beauty.


More to come soon!

Sunday, July 5, 2009

I know it's a lot to ask, but...

... if you can spare 55 minutes from your busy life, I can promise that you will be deeply touched and blessed by the story of Rachel Barkey. She died from terminal cancer only a few days ago, but in March she spoke to a large gathering where she shared her inspiring story with over 600 women. The testimony of this young wife and mother of two will bring you to tears. And they are tears of worship and joy. If I could share with anyone who asked me what I believe is the depth of the gospel of Jesus Christ, her words are what I would share. The video can be found at:
http://deathisnotdying.com/fullvideo/
So please, watch it. And explore her web site, and read the comments of hundreds of others who have watched it before you. I would love to hear what you think. If you don't have time to watch it all in one sitting, perhaps you could just break it up into smaller segments until you finish it. May you come away knowing, as Rachel knew, that Death is Not Dying.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Because it's there...

Am I even remotely sane? I'm thinking I must be deranged. I have registered (again) for the Portland Marathon. October 4, 2009. Portland, Oregon. Twenty-six-point-two-miles. YIKES! My brain must be addled. So why am I doing it? I'm not sure, except I know the answer lies deep inside me: because it's hard and because it's there.

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

To my Dear and Loving Husband

It was thirty-six years ago tonight, June 30, 1973, that Mark and I exchanged wedding vows and became Mr. and Mrs. It's hard to believe so much time has passed since that special day, and I can say without equivocation that I love my husband more now than I thought was possible then.
Who knew that this cute little guy (here at 10 months old) would grow up to become the dear man he is today, that I would meet him, grow to love him, marry him, have five precious children with him, and continue to enjoy all of our years together?
Who knew that this little girl (here at 15 months) would grow up, meet her one and only true love in a high school German class, go to college with him, marry him, and forever treasure him?
Who knew? God knew. In His perfect plan and wisdom, He brought us together, made us one, and continues to bless and grow our love for each other. So, thank you, Lord, for Your work in our lives. We give You the all praise and glory for our marriage. Thank you, Mark, for walking with me on this journey called life. You are the best, and I love you so very much.

“To My Dear and Loving Husband” was written in the early 1600s by America’s first female poet, the Puritan, Anne Bradstreet. This poem has been on our bathroom mirror for ages, as it expresses my heart so completely. I share it below, in honor of our special day:

To My Dear and Loving Husband

If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me ye women if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee, give recompence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persever,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.

Monday, June 29, 2009

Ben's home... Part 2

Well, actually Ben isn't home anymore, but here are some more images from his visit home.
It seems no one can escape a visit to the Dorr compound without being pictured on Mark's new riding mower, and Ben was no exception. He drove it around the lawn for a bit, too, and did a fine job.
Friday night we celebrated Ben's homecoming with a genuine Filipino feast. Jenna Kelley fixed us an amazing meal, and it was SOOOO delicious! Thanks, Jenna! Ben's good friends Denny and Abby and their two sweet little ones joined us, along with Jenna and Phil.
Here Jake and Ben re-live some of their childhood by playing with some of the "Little People" they played with as kids. We dug out the toy bin so Betsy and Bella would have something to play with, and I think our kids enjoyed it as much as the little ones!
Sarah and Chris joined us, Hannah came to town, and Jake and Beka came, too. We got a croquet set for the occasion, something we have always wanted to do, and the kids played several games.
The lovely Jenna, and her handsome husband Phil. Phil helped Jenna with some of the preparation of the food and with the transporting of it all to our house. Thanks again so much! We loved all of it, and we love you, too! And we really like your shirt, Jenna!!!
Playing croquet.
Saturday afternoon, the family all went inner-tubing on the Willamette River. Here they are putting in to the river at the Crystal Lake boat ramp. I was the shuttle driver, transporting people back to their cars from the end point of the trip.
We love you, Ben. Thanks for coming home.
Here Ben, Jake, and Mark begin to drift downstream.
Chris and Sarah give a friendly wave before they begin their float downriver.
And now you can barely see them in the distance. The next day (Sunday) we decided to do it all again, but for a longer ride this time. Beka did shuttle duty, and I was able to do the inner tube thing. It was such fun - and a first for me. I highly recommend it!