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Tuesday, May 24, 2016

A Simple Man

This is a gentleman I met out by Dungeness Bay.  He is well into his 80's.  We shared taking photos of bald 
eagles that were flying in to chum on Halibut remnants.  I took this photo of him.  Here's his story :0)


Simple words, simple pictures

For most of his life, Robert Morris has found and photographed the beauty in uncomplicated things. He learned this, he said, when he spent several years traveling by pack train through Canada's northwestern Yukon Territory.

"I grew up in the country life," said the British Columbia native, who has lived in Sequim for three decades. "I like to do landscapes and abstracts of nature ... just a limb hanging over a riverbank ... it's beautiful."

To prove it, Morris visited the banks of the Dungeness River, the peaks of Mount Rainier and even the deserts of the Sierra Nevada to depict the simple aspects of nature. Earlier this year, with the urging of close friend and fellow peninsula photographer Ross Hamilton, Morris published his first book, an 80-page black-and-white coffee table-type collection of his photos.

"Black-and-white, to me, is a real art form," he said.

"Quiet Moments" isn't just an ordinary photography book however - the multitalented Morris, who said he always carries a notebook and pen in his shirt pocket, also included his original poems to complement the photos.

"They are just simple words put together," Morris said. "I tried to match the picture with the poem."

Although Morris refers to his photography as a hobby, he puts enough time and energy into his work to constitute a full-time job, albeit a fun one. He said he recently returned from a European adventure where he took hundreds of pictures and later this month he plans to pack up his RV and spend a week near Mount Rainier.

"Every place is unique," Morris said of his travels, during which he lugs around his new digital camera and a tripod. "(But) it doesn't matter where you go, there is always something (to photograph)."

Many of the photographs in Morris' books are not digital; they were created the old-fashioned way in the darkroom he built in his previous home. Now, however, Morris said he is learning how to work with a digital camera and computer photo software.

Whether the technology or the climate changes, Morris said he will continue to take photographs - and write poetry - for as long as he can. As for the title of the book, "Quiet Moments," Morris likes to have his as much as possible.

"I like to get up where there isn't anybody around," he said. "Capture the simple beauty and share it with others." 

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

Life in general

I really enjoyed the Aled Owen clinic.  He reinforced what I already knew and taught me some new skills, too.  What I really liked was his method...KISS,  Keep It Simple Stupid.

I may try to do a couple of trials this summer, but I am saving my money in case I need to go back to California for another trip or for whatever unexpected things comes up.

The dogs won't mind.  We hike the property every morning and I will try to get them over to work sheep a few times a week and start back up with lesson for Champ every other week with Maggi after Vashon is a done deal.

Meanwhile, Yoko is still doing her weekly nosework.  She enjoys that more than sheep trialling, because it involves FOOD and God knows this dog likes to EAT.  I have always said her demise will be when she eats something toxic to her.  She shows no discretion as to what she will gulp down.

Lots going on in life right now.  The Green Valley house just went into escrow.  Now we have to cross our fingers and toes that the well inspection goes as hoped.  I haven't a clue what it is pumping gallons per minute, but we are about to find out.  No use worrying about it, until we hear the results.  Then, we either sigh a huge sigh of relief or freak out. 

Wayne has rented a mini storage place close to his work in Palmdale.  That way he can pack his boxes of tools and electrical stuff in boxes, depositing them in storage on his way home from work. When you live in a place for 30 years, it takes forever to get moved.  Thankfully, the toy hauler sold, the work truck is now gone, the boat is gone, and all that is left is some furniture (free to anyone who wants it) and Wayne's stuff.  Maybe, 3 boxes of my art stuff :0)

He has a lead on a studio apartment close to his work that he is going to check out this week that is available for rent.  Now, we have to play the waiting game.  That's the hardest part.

Meanwhile, on the home front volunteering at the Visitor Information Center (VIC) has returned to 4 hours weekly for the summer instead of the winter 3 hours.  I'm enjoying the fact that it is getting busier.  As soon as summer is upon us, we will likely see some 60-80 people during those 4 hour periods.  We keep 3 people on during the summer months.  Besides brochures, ferry schedules, phone books, etc. we sell shirts, sweatshirts, etc.  It's a hopping place.  I now have bookmarked on my iPad information on just about every question people ask of us at the VIC. But, guaranteed every day I volunteer, I hear something I have never heard before.  Several of the usual questions are, Which restaurants are open on Monday? And, what places are pet friendly?  I have those covered :0)

I want to try to make more time for beach combing and hiking in different areas of the peninsula.  Plus, it is just about kayak time.  While at the farmer's market the other day I saw baskets made out of kelp.  They were really interesting looking.  Besides trying out some seaweed art, I have boxes and boxes of shells that I need to string into mobiles.
The list is ongoing......

                                                          Ride until you hear the bell

Saturday, May 14, 2016

Back on Track

For those of you who are not on Facebook, a little update.  Wayne came up for 9 days. He goes back to work this Monday.  He looked good.  What a difference a couple of months make!  Understatement.  His weight looked good (better) plus he was starting to get his strength back. It was a whirlwind of nine days.  I tried to balance 'On the go' with R and R, but you know me.  I always tend to over do.  I was gone for a day and a half at a sheepdog clinic.  I didn't leave Wayne anything to do, but he did lots for me anyway.
He had a chance to get to know our neighbors at the Kentucky Derby party I held at our house.  Plus, the weather while he was here was "picture perfect."  All of the wild flowers were popping out daily.  The property and house looked great.

Yoko (photo bomb) and wildflowers along the side of the driveway.

We spent lots of time exploring and driving around.  That is something we have always liked to do. We spent some time at Dungeness Bay.  Halibut season had opened and left over halibut remains washed ashore.  The gulls and the bald eagles were feeding on the remnants.

I got a lucky bald eagle shot :0)

Here's bald chomping on some halibut.  That was the windiest day ever on the bay.  Sometimes the weather some 10 miles apart is totally different than what we get in Happy Valley.  We face the mountains.  We appear to get more rain, snow, and less wind than those that live by the water.  This is a good thing.

While Wayne was here it was a 'Birder's paradise.'  Gold finches were everywhere and we had 4 birdhouses filled with Violet green swallows nesting.

We did okay in the 'eats' department.  Lamb chops, Dungeness crab, etc. etc. Wayne went out with the Breakfast club with me.  Lots of laughs and good chat.

Friday, the day before Wayne left, we had a magnificent, beautiful warm day.  We took our kayak over to the Cline spit where Wayne tried it out taking Yoko along with him.  When he retires in March, we will buy a second kayak, no doubt.

Wayne hadn't been over to Fort Hayden (Salt Creek Recreation Area) so we made a side stop there.  It reminds you of Tahoe with plenty of spaces to camp.

And, of course, we had to go up to Hurricane ridge, our Olympic National Park for a day.  Wayne had never been there before. It also was a warm, windless day on the ridge.  Amazing scenery :0)


Interesting to me is that Wayne really enjoyed my singing crystal bowls group.  He went 'both' Fridays he was here with me.  It is so meditative.  I was thrilled that he enjoyed it as much as I do.
He played several of the bowls the second week.

Much of his problem other than declining health and bad choices was loneliness and deep depression.  I'm the type of person that has a zillion friends, plus I make it a point to go out and meet people.  Wayne is very social, too, but for some reason he just became reclusive when I left.  The past is the past and I am leaving it that way.  Though he is aware I have a few 'trust' issues with him.  I am trying very hard to leave water under the bridge and get on with life.  Neither one of us are what I would call the jealous type.  Life is too short to concentrate on 'regrets.'  

I was wondering if the fields would fill with daisies at all this spring, but while Wayne was here we actually watched them grow!  Now, there are daisies everywhere.  No elk on the property this visit, but we did see the herd about 1/4 mile from here.

We spent lots of time talking and taking in the beauty of living here in Sequim at the John Wayne marina which is minutes from our house.  Sea otters and harbor seals drift along in the bay plus sea birds abound.  It is so peaceful at the marina.  This is where I used to take Jet all of the time.  He loved it here.

Meanwhile, we have a couple offers on the table for our Green Valley house in California.  Onward and upward and pray we can soar through the inspections.  

The drug head tenants are still not out of rental that is a disaster in Shelton, Wa. but we have listed the house as a "rehab/fixer upper" and we will see what happens.  Hopefully, the tenants will be out of there in 20 days.  We would just like to get out of this even-steven if at all possible.

Things are rolling along.  I told Wayne NOT to sweat the SMALL stuff.  It's all SMALL stuff.  Plus, if he needs HELP,  to ask for HELP.  I reminded him, I'm retired. I can help.

Soar on Jonathan Livingston.  Keep our dreams in your field of vision :0)

Sunday, April 24, 2016

Busy few weeks

Dog report:

I had fun taking the dogs to Fido's for a day of sheepherding. Trouble and Kilt weren't too impressed sitting in the truck all day long. That's a long walk from the parking lot to the back field over and over again. But, the nice thing about dogs is their unconditional devotion. Even though Kilt and trouble got to do nothing all day, they didn't complain.Yoko was an idiot for her run. Yoko is either on or off, usually no middle of the road for this girl. She hates that the sheep are set on grain. She started her lift nicely, but as soon as she saw they weren't going to lift their heads, slam, bam, thank-you mam. She has a very low tolerance for stuff like that. She ended her run by holding them on a gate where i couldn't see her. I had to use our time walking over to that area and giving her a verbal reprimand.

Champ was a little 'stupid' in that he wasn't sure how to move the afternoon grazing lambs. Just a lack of experience, so I helped him. I asked him to move them quickly up the field to the second drive. I even encouraged a heel bite. After that, the lambs listened to him and he was able to do a nice line without a word from me to the second panel. His single was a thing of beauty, and penning, no problem I did some training in the PN field (non-comp) before going to the open field. I did notice he was more relaxed after being able to run once. He didn't see the sheep from the post. I knew that. I sent him (telling him to put on his glasses...haha), stopped him midway, and redirected him. He took it nicely. But, i heard a lamb jumped him at the top from a person at the top(lamb wasn't interested in leaving the grain). He lost a little confidence on the fetch. The field was a couple feet high in grass, so the handler can't see the sheep or dogs in quite a few areas. So, I left to assist him. I am well aware that my dogs don't get out on different sheep or have their own sheep to be really competitive. But, once in awhile we shine. And, as long as I enjoy trialling and they enjoy trialling we will take the losses with a few triumphs. Just as long as we are all having a good time :0)

I am looking forward to camping next to and with Bonnie Block at Bandon by the Sea for the next sheepdog trialling adventure. I only put the dogs in open on the second day plus the jackpot. And, Laura was kind enough to put Champ in PN (non-comp) for Sunday. I am just trying to get Champ experience on different sheep and terrains. I hope we will have enough time to ride horseback on the beach while we are there!

People report:

My son is coming up from Roseburg tomorrow to pick up his Blazer that has been parked in my woods for about 6 months. A small tree fell on it, but being a Blazer, no definite damage has been done. haha I had a K5 Blazer at one time in my life. I loved that car, until my son thrashed it. LOL I have always thought my son and were exact opposites, but maybe, not so. He is working hard on his 100 acres in Roseburg, building a garage, laying gravel on the road, tractoring where he plans to build allowing it to settle, etc. The one thing that is particularly scary to me is that he has poison oak on his property. Thankfully he isn't as deathly allergic to it as Wayne and I are! I haven't taken my dogs up on his property because I know they will carry it on their coats :0(

And, as soon as I get home from Bandon, Wayne comes for a week. He is only out on disability until May 16th, so he is flying up here from May 5th to May 14th. Unfortunately for him, I will be at an Aled Owen clinic mid week. Who knows....may be some nice down time for him, because as you know I don't spend a lot of "down" time :0)  He and a helper have painted almost the entire interior of the Green Valley house and exterior. He has been working as hard as one can with a 28% ejection fraction. He understands, if he doesn't take care of his health, he will die. I think he sees the light that he is not invincible. He says I have a "hippie' mentality. I am grateful for that mentality. Now, if I could switch his mindset to one of gratitude, life would be sweet. I guess he will have to figure that one out for himself.

Planning to do another Kentucky Derby party here at the house the first Saturday in May while Wayne is here. I did one last year and it was lots of fun. My Pop always drew horses for all of us even if we couldn't be together for the derby. We always celebrated the Kentucky Derby with mint juleps with Pop singing My Old Kentucky Home. Great memories.

Hoping the weather will be cooperative so Wayne can kayak while he is here. I'm pretty sure he has never done that in his life. It is such a "zen" experience. I know he will enjoy it.

That's about it on the home front. Hope you all are enjoying Spring and happy trialling. See ya out there.

Violet green swallow