Showing posts with label Chuckanut Drive. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chuckanut Drive. Show all posts

Thursday, October 24, 2013

7 Quick Takes {Home birth, Poison, Fog, and Fire}

Necessity: mother of invention...
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Modern appliances cannot withstand the force of masculine teenage energy around here.  Thus, there are a few appliances under our roof with missing or damaged handles.  We now operate the injured microwave door with a butter knife.  The shower's faucet handle was pulled right off in an attempt to turn it on one day, but this required immediate and proper replacement, no butter knife bandage.  Dad and lad plumbing project ensued.  Note: these are not the result of any angry outbursts or reckless behavior; merely the aftereffects of super-human teenage strength vs. plastic parts.

Rural firefighting action
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The three hour crawl transporting Peter back to school after his (Canadian) Thanksgiving break included a dramatic, fiery scene along the two lane highway leading to the US/Canadian border.
A pile of flaming debris blocking all lanes of traffic was beaten back and shoved aside by a farmer with his tractor, while the sounds of the volunteer firefighting crews' sirens were heard nearing the scene.  Oddly, the day we drove Peter to high school seminary for day one, there was also wildfire along the side of the road, but on the BC side.  Explosive commutes.

Seattle, smothered in fog.
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We are experiencing a string of extremely foggy days in the great Northwest.  We get the occasional bursts of fog from time to time, but this season seems especially foggy for some reason.  As a result, Joseph's student driving experiences have included a few extra foggy sessions.

Cathy!
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Our dear friend and old neighbors' nanny Cathy returned for a quick stop over in Bellingham recently, and blessed us with a morning visit at the house.  She left covered in Rocky fur, and promised to come back again some day.  Who knew we'd be competing with the likes of Philadelphia for Cathy's home town allegiance?  A very talented musician, Cathy can be heard on occasion accompanying the choir on her violin at Masses at the Cathedral Basilica of Saints Peter and Paul in Philly.  Not a bad gig, Cathy!  Keep the faith!


Homegrown goodies for Grandma Patty's birthday present
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Gifting our homegrown produce completed the cycle of farming joy.  The boys' determination in planting and tending to their gardens this year resulted in a fine harvest of a variety of fruits and vegetables.  An odd 'no squash' yield has us a bit puzzled, as does the low turnout of sugar pumpkins.
But the super-sized (perfect for pie) apples from Joseph's tree, and the phenomenal green bean crop took the sting out of the lesser reapings.
Grandma Patty and Great Grandma O'D
Farmer Joseph with his Grandma Patty on her birthday
 
Poison in progress
Look out below!
Judah and Joseph compete in the final round of poison.
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Joseph's days as Senior Patrol Leader are numbered as his term draws to a close. A final 'hoorah' will happen as the troop gathers for the semi-annual boy led Junior Leader Training (JLT).  Joseph, as the outgoing SPL, plans this JLT to coincide with a day hike in the glorious Chuckanut Range.  No use sitting in a church basement on a Saturday when you could be outside on an adventure laden with leadership lessons along the way.
 
Nuptial Mass at Sacred Heart
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Marriage and childbirth!
I had the great pleasure of assisting behind the scenes at a holy wedding and a home birth this week.  My role was very minor in both events, but opportunities to be up close and personal in these moments of profound grace are blessings beyond description.  The union of Mark and Katy and the birth of Janell and Alain's little Lucia are signs of Christ's light in our local community and throughout our Universal Church.  What a privilege to be a witness to these blessed events!
Samuel (3) meets his little sister, Lucia, on her birth day.

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Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Time Flies {Zac's Last Boy Scout Meeting}

Zachary wears his Boy Scout uniform proudly on his final troop meeting night.
His 18th birthday only hours away, Zachary's final Boy Scout meeting found us hiking through the woods, over the tracks and to the rocky shores of Puget Sound for an evening adventure.  Happenings included bouldering, wading, a sand and seaweed burial, wildlife viewing, and molasses cookie eating.  Without a formal opening or closing ceremony or the usual crowd of Scouts in attendance, it was about as low-key as a Scout meeting can get.  It's probably just what Zachary would prefer in any event, a meeting straight out of the Dangerous Book for Boys.


Our drive home along the beautiful, winding, cliff-top Chuckanut Drive, graced with a gorgeous setting sun across the water over the not-too-distant San Juan Islands seemed apropos as a visual reminder of the passing of an era... And the full moon welcomed us home.

Zachary with the younger Scouts, perched atop the rocks at Clayton Beach.
Joseph going up...
Joseph coming down.
Owen going up (with a little help from his dad/Rod)
Peter, Enoch and Nate explore the shore.
Connor, Peter and Cameron put Nate a few feet under.
In his tomb of sand and seaweed, Nate takes a break.