The Best Things in Life…….

The bests things in life are the people we love, the places we’ve been, and the memories we’ve made along the way ~ Anonymous

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“As long as I live, I’ll hear waterfalls and birds and winds sing.” ~ John Muir

As a kid, I had so much fun spending time outdoors with my family – traveling, camping, and hiking. I hope my grandson will look back on this time with fondness and remember hearing the waterfall sing.

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Be brave. Take risks. Nothing can substitute experiences. ~ Paulo Coelho

Spending the day at the Jackson County Fair in Central Point, OR. The kids loved holding the gator……my daughter looks a little worried. My brave babies.

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“Rivers know this:  There is no hurry. We shall get there some day” ~ A.A. Milne

We were on our way to the coast and stopped for lunch and a dip in the Smith River at Jedediah Smith State Park. Kids are like rivers….they’re in no hurry.

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Smell the sea and feel the sky, let your soul and spirit fly ~ Van Morrison

Letting their spirits fly……dodging the waves in Brookings, Oregon. Remember when kids didn’t need anything but nature and a few friends to have the best time? Good times.

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When was the last time you did something for the first time?

My youngest grandson experiencing the ocean for the first time ~ he was so fascinated with chasing the waves and playing in the sand. In nature, life can be so sweet and simple.

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“It’s a party. It’s a celebration of another year of life..” ~ Kim Etheredge

Celebrating my youngest grandsons 3rd birthday with Mama, Big Sister, and cousins. That blonde hair and baby blues sure run in the family. Who needs Chuck E. Cheese when you can spend the day at the park with family.

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“How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard….” ~ Winnie-the-Pooh 

It had been two and a half years since I saw my girl and grand-kids; I’m so grateful to have the means to spend time with them. Although, I love exploring nature and experiencing the beauty of the outdoors….. nothing can take the place of spending time with my family. It was hard to say goodbye.

Goodbyes are not forever ~ Goodbyes are not the end ~ They simply mean I’ll miss you ~ Until we meet again ~ Anonymous

 

On the Road Again….(Yay!)

On the road again…..going places that I’ve never been……seeing things that I may never see again….and I can’t wait to get on the road again ~ Willie Nelson

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Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway………

We’ll be hitting the highway this Sunday heading out to see my youngest daughter and two grand-babies in the cool, green, Pacific Northwest. With temperatures today rising to 120 degrees, I will be more than happy to return to living out of a suitcase.

We’re bypassing our usual route up central California, and driving by way of Highway 395.  We’re stopping to see the hubby’s uncle in Bridgeport, CA and then his sister in Reno, NV.

Seeing family is one of the bonuses of traveling, so we always make an effort to stop by and say hello.  You never know what tomorrow holds, or if you will see someone again, so make the time to see people….even if it’s for just and hour or two. Life truly is short, you know.

After Christmas Tradition

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Left over turkey sandwich, just like mom used to make

While some after Christmas traditions call for a run to the store for goods half-off, my favorite custom is making a sandwich, Audrey-style, with leftover turkey, stuffing, cranberry, lettuce, radishes, butter and mayo. Mm mm…..

It’s been ages since I’ve cooked a Christmas meal. I’ve always been fortunate enough to be a guest of family who love holiday cooking.  Nowadays, those family members are gone and with holiday invitations sparse, we dined at a local hotel for the holiday.

The atmosphere was jolly, we weren’t the only snow-capped seniors out for a meal.  The food was descent and the ample portions granted enough leftovers for a couple turkey sandwiches the following day.

I was blessed to have a mom who not only cooked, but cooked from scratch. So many of our holiday traditions revolved around food – big meals, homemade pies, cookies and desserts only prepared during the season.

The day after Christmas, it was always turkey sandwiches – for breakfast or lunch.  Toasted bread, buttered, and piled with all the left over fixings. Even in my adult years, I would be invited over for a turkey sandwich.

Today, I once again enjoyed a delicious, post-Christmas meal, thankful for little things like leftovers and grateful for the wonderful memories of family and food and traditions worth preserving.

Happy New Year!

Sandra