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Tuesday June 2, 2015 Day 90 SLEPT LIKE A BABY
MESSAGE: I JUST WROTE THE BLOG FOR MONDAY JUNE 1ST. PLEASE GO DOWN AND READ DAY 89.
I slept until almost 9:00 a.m. Awesome. It was like I caught up on the sleep I had lost the past few days of short nights. But alas, it is late again and I have an early morning tomorrow. So this will be an abbreviated synopsis of my day.
Darrelyn had an appointment and was gone by the time I made it down for breakfast. Don and I shared time at breakfast until she returned. We ended up talking and sharing and snacking and then decided that the best place to go here in Eugene was St. Vinney’s. I guess it was more my decision. It was about the nicest St. Vinney’s I have ever been to. I think the reason was that when I walked in and looked to my right there was an entire library of books just waiting for me. And wonder of wonders I found several. I have been looking for out of print books by Norman Vincent Peale and I was able to buy several there. What a great find. If I never bought another book I don’t think I could possible finish all the books I currently own if I read straight through from now until I was 100. But I just couldn’t resist. Somehow I do get a lot of them read.
We then went to the Goodwill store. Found another book!
Darrelyn drove us home, we picked up Don and then went out to eat. We ate at a Mexican Restaurant and it was delicious. I think I did more talking that eating but that was okay, I still ate enough. I have thoroughly enjoyed my acquaintance with both Don and Darrelyn. I wish I could have bet their son. I thank you Don and Darrelyn for a wonderful stay in your lovely home. And when I say lovely, I mean lovely. It just had a very pleasant, homey, comfortable atmosphere with an artist’s flare. I love all the art they have displayed. Oh to be so organized! Well, I’m retired now so I suspect (very suspiciously) that someday my house will be so organized again. One time it was.
After the delicious dinner Don and Darrelyn drove me all around the campus of U of O. And for those of you who may be as naive as I am, that stand for the University of Oregon. It is an awesome campus. Sort of like a city unto itself. Beautiful buildings with lovely landscaping that seems to take up most of he city. The sun was setting give that golden hour of sunlight which bathed the buildings in a warm golden hue. Some of the buildings were so covered by the tall trees of many varieties that the light could not penetrate to the ground. It was still light enough to see and all I saw was magnificent. A big campus to cover. Oh yes, I can’t forget this: I saw the stadium where the Ducks play. I never heard of the ducks before coming here but I am becoming educated. I know the Ducks are a football team (oh I hope I got that right) and their colors are NOT ORANGE AND BLACK! Please don’t ask me what their colors are because I have already forgotten. I’m just glad I remembered the word FOOTBALL. Please forgive me Darrelyn. It only took me abut 10 or 20 years to remember who the Packers are.
Another late night because I talked too much. So I’ll close before I write too much. I have made a grave error on this trip. I have yet to get a photo of the three of us together. Don’t know if they will be awake in the morning before I leave so I may not have opportunity to do so. I do hope it works out. Will let you know tomorrow.
Goodnight everyone. Okay Joyce, I haven’t proof read this blog or yesterday’s (which I just wrote before this one) so let me know where I can clean them up. Thanks cousin. I love you so much. I will always remember your little routines and am impressed how you host all your events. You are awesome!
Goodnight! 1:08 a.m.
MY POEM IS UNWRITTEN
By The Dancing fingers of
Kathleen Martens
June 2, 2015
A day goes by faster than lightening
How it is so is sometimes frightening.
My blogs are written, thought all was done,
Time to go to sleep and have some fun!
Bu then I remembered with a sigh
My poem is unwritten, oh my, oh my!
So I set my fingers upon dancing keys
And say fingers, just speak for me.
Write the words that need to be said
So I can go and fall into my bed.
And so they did and now I may go
And this is my poem to you I show!
April 28 2015 Day 52 Monterey and Big Sur “WOW!”
How can one day be the greatest and then the next day is the greatest too?. I must sound like a broken record. God is so good. I think each day is the greatest because “this is the day that the Lord has made and I will rejoice and be glad in it”! Everyday I live is a day of rejoicing. I wish everyone could feel life with the joy and intensity that I experience life. It is especially intense now that I am constantly seeing new sights and each one I see is so awesome and inspiring that they take my breath away. Today was not exception. I had planned to go to Santa Cruz but My cousin Bill’s wife Vicki spoke so highly of Seaside, Monterey, Big Sur and the ocean views that I had to do some investigating for myself. What made it easy to do was that cousin Bill took the day off of work to escort me to all these breathtaking views. I was so glad he was driving so I could gawk.
Not only did I have a chance to actually sight see instead of doing the driving, there were many pullouts that allowed us to stop and explore. We walked down trails, and up trails, and down hillsides of stairs and back up hillsides of stairs. We walked across bridges and out onto catwalks to take a better look at the sights below us. And having Bill with me meant that I had a built in photographer with me. So you may get to see more photos of me than usual on this day. All I have to do now is stay away so I can get the blog done.
I will make this blog short as I must get up early for another busy day tomorrow.
Bill drove me all around the ocean view points, we ate our lunch in the car and kept driving some more. We went across lots of mountains and through several state parks. Then we headed home and met Bill’s wife so we could go to the farmer’s market. An interesting farmers market. A lot of singers and entertainers performing for tip money. There were many things that were non food items but somehow fit into the theme of farmer’s market. There was hand made jewelry, jams, breads, lots of strawberries, kettle corn, purses, scarves and lots of personal items for sale.
After the farmer’s market we walked on the wharf overlooking where the cannery used to be in years long gone. It was a beautiful wharf but the time of day did not bode well for photos. I was shooting into the sun. I did come across a pelican that allowed me to get within two feet of him/her (want to be politically correct) without ruffling a feather. Up close and personal I don’t think I would want the pelican to nip me with its beak. There was a long curved nail-like claw protruding from the upper beak point. It looked wicked. The pelican was so stunning up close.
AND THE SONG IT SINGS
By Kathleen Martens
April 28 2015
The grandeur of the mountain is such a small thing
When compared to the ocean and the song it sings.
Waves crashing one by one on the sandy shore,
From whence they come there is always more.
Relentless and pounding; the heartbeat of the earth.
And only God knows the Ocean’s priceless worth.
It’s beauty alone unable to express in words
So the reason it’s voice must be heard.
Listen carefully so that you will hear,
The heartbeat of the earth while it is still near.
The above poem is my poem for the day. I wish you could have been with me and experienced the sounds of the “heartbeat”.
After walking the wharf we came back to the house and had a wonderful dinner of salad and chicken. Delicious! Tomorrow is another day and it is packed full again. I suppose I won’t get to slow down until I arrive at my long time friends, Jeanette and Denny’s on Thursday evening. Tomorrow is aquarium day and a Tour. We changed our days around.
Note to Lana: Be sure and refresh your screen on my blog when you want to see new post. I had several posts of my time with you. Let me know if you can access it.
Must close my tired eyes. I’ll proofread tomorrow. Smile!
P.S. I am going to post a photo of me looking out over the ocean. Bill is standing in a tunnel looking toward me with the ocean in the background. I asked Bill to take it just like that because I liked the view so much.
Visions of Poetry 