Here + There (But Not Everywhere)

Recently a s*am comment suggested that I come up with a better title for my posts...

so this is for them :)

Lately we have done a whole lot of traveling in a whole lot of counties...

 

 

This was taken when we were lost on a mountain--

kind of (ok totally) blah lighting but definitely an incredible subject!

LOVE these old wagons:)

I am calling it

'Lost on mountain; found hidden treasure' --

well unless you can come up with a better caption...

 

 

and this one was taken somewhere on that same mountain--but in a different place.

Hum...nothing comes to mind but the view was a very nice one.

 

 

And this photo of a historical church was taken in Lane county...

I shall call it 'Colors of Aimee's World'.

I actually wanted to call it "Color My World",

 but that was already taken by one of my fav bands of the 70's so...

 

 

This photo calls for something very 'Poesque' I think...like 'Edgar's Raven' maybe?

Anyone had any rapping at their chamber door lately or chatted with a raven at midnight?

Yep, me neither...I wouldn't mind the latter though:)

I LOVE birds!

 

 

'History Salvaged'

This is the Centennial Covered Bridge in Cottage Grove.

It was made from timbers salvaged from two earlier bridges which were dismantled.

Why the name you ask?

Well 1987 was the centennial of the founding of Cottage Grove. 

In the same area is a time capsule...the Pandora in me is dying to know what was buried there...

 

 

I am thinking it might be fun to make a time capsule...

what would you put in yours?

(Isn't the lighting glorious? Cough, cough...not!) 

 

 

No caption for this one but I SO love all the rhodos...

 

 

Last, but certainly not least, this is one of the many town murals in Cottage Grove...

and it probably already has a name, but since the laundry is calling my name,

I better go and hang it outside.

Have a wonderful Thursday:)

 

Blessings,

Aimee

 

Photos:

A potpourri of photos from Washington (I think) and Lane counties.

 

The WORD on Wednesday: Head to 'Higher' Ground (A Bit Earlier This Week)

And the sign said:

"Flood Zone

In Case of Earthquake,

Go To Higher Ground."

 

 

So this weekend,

 

 

when I was feeling sad, stressed and a bit 'shaken'

from the ever-increasing challenges of this life,

 

 

I headed to a favorite spot along the river...

 

 

and there I was again reminded,

 

 

that in troubling times one should ALWAYS obey the warning signs

 

 

and head for 'HIGHER' ground.

 

~  ~  ~
 

Your Father knoweth what things ye have need of, before ye ask Him.

Therefore I say unto you, Take no thought for your life,

what ye shall eat, or what ye shall drink; nor yet for your body, what ye shall put on.

Is not the life more than meat, and the body than rainment?

Behold the fowls of the air: for they sow not, neither do they reap, nor gather into barns;

yet your heavenly Father feedeth them.

Are ye not much better than they?

Are not two sparrows sold for a farthing?

and one of them shall not fall on the ground without your Father.

But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.

Fear ye not therefore, ye are of more value than many sparrows.
 

~  ~  ~

What do you do when you're feeling sad or stressed out

and in need of a change in focus?

 

Blessings,

Aimee

 

Photos:

One of my favorite places to go along the Clackamas River.

 

Bible scriptures:

Matthew 6:8b, 25-26 KJV

Matthew 10:29-31 KJV

 

Memorial Day 2013: A Visit to Willamette National Cemetery

He was young,

just in the prime of his life,

when he died in a nation far from family and friends.

 

I never knew him,

but his photo and life's story touched me then,

and has continued to do so over the years.

 

 

 

I think of his family on days like this and

I wonder about his mom

and how she is doing this Memorial Day weekend;

I wonder how one continues to live when something

as precious, as priceless

 as a son or daughter is taken from you?

 

 

I think of her now as I lay flowers on her son's grave and

as I kneel silently besides this, his final resting place,

touching my fingers to my lips and then to his marker.

 

A bouquet of roses, lavender, Lady's Mantle and an iris fresh from our garden

seems like such a small gift for one who gave his all in service to our country,

but it is all I have brought with me today--

besides tears and a hurting heart.

 

It is a gift for that one mom too-

a tangible sign that someone remembers her son and his sacrifice;

it is a gift that has been laying in my heart for many years

 and at last it is laying where it belongs...

where I have so longed for it to be.

 

 

Some in my ancestral line and extended family have known

 (and still know)

the loss of a loved one from war.

Fathers who left children way too soon in the Civil War and in World War II;

families forever changed in that horrible moment of time.

 

 

This day used to be just a holiday to me...

just another day off of school or work;

it no longer is;

it no longer can be. 

 

 

Lord,

Bless those who have lost a loved one in war.

Give them strength, healing, comfort and peace as they go daily about their lives.

Draw them closer to you on this day and forevermore.

And Lord,

please keep our Armed Forces safe and grant them peace soon;

grant our world peace too.

In the Name of Jesus,

Amen.

 

Blessings,

Aimee

 

Photos:

Willamette National Cemetery

May 26, 2013