Strong as Iron

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“After arriving from China my dad took a year to save enough money working in San Francisco and he then walked to Astoria.” [ 718 miles ]

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“My grandfather brought home salmon cheeks, a delicacy to the Chinese but a waste to the cannery owners.”

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“He was a veteran of World War 2 and the Korean war and he filmed breaking stories on the coast for news stations and he was the official photographer for the Miss Oregon pageant.”

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“We went to American school in the daytime and Chinese school in the evening.”

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“My mother graduated with a college degree but Chinese women seldom had job opportunities so she…”

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“Grandma said dad was so sick on the boat from China that he would have been fed to the fish if he had died. Now a seafood lab is named after him for the fish feed that he and his team developed.”

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“The tongs formed in the 1870s and grew to as many as nine but began to disappear in the 1930s. Remaining tongs were known more for their…”

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“Chinatown was like a playground. We had no…”



These photos were taken at the Garden of Surging Waves, a city park in Astoria, Oregon, which was built to honor and celebrate the Chinese heritage of that area. The Story Screen in these photos is an iron structure that includes the entry gate, and these large panels that tell about the hardships, struggles and contributions of some of the Chinese immigrants in Astoria as well as their descendants who remained in the area and who continue to be vital components in the fabric of the community.


The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Resilient

Down the Path in 2016

At the beginning of this year, instead of making New Year’s resolutions, I chose a theme for the year. My theme was “magic.” Of course by February I’d totally forgotten about the whole theme thing, but I would say that 2016 has indeed been magical on several levels.

As some other bloggers have done, I’ve chosen 12 photos, one from each month of this year, and am sharing them here today. They are snapshots of the magic that was 2016.

January came in rainy and grey, but there are always patches of color underfoot. Mind the steps; they’re slippery.

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February: Spring tries to rush things, as these daffodils bravely poke up from the cold ground in late winter.

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March: Combining color and creativity is always magical.

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April begins filling out nature’s beautiful spring palette.

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May: Beauty in art and animals.

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June: Warm, expansive days encourage outdoor activity.

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July: The heat (and plants) get a little prickly. But just a little.

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August: Those lazy, hazy days of summer.

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September: Shadows begin lengthening, but there’s still plenty of time to get out and play.

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October: Time to break out the warmer (and waterproof) clothing.

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November: Grey skies return, and the last vestiges of autumn defy the rain and wind.

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December: Snow is rare where I live, so one must make the most of what little we get.

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The seasons followed their usual path in 2016, but these photos each carry a reminder of special moments, special places, special people, and the magic  of a year well played.

My theme for next year? I’m still pondering that. I can’t determine the path down which 2017 will take me, but I can certainly choose my company and mindset. I plan to choose wisely.

Do you have a theme for 2017? Resolutions?


The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Path

the ties (or glues) that bind

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Merry Christmas from our house to yours!

There’s been no holiday baking in my kitchen this year. Counter tops and back splashes  are ripped out, the range is covered with a paint tarp, wires dangle where light fixtures used to hang… and in general it looks as though Home Depot exploded all over the kitchen.

I can’t seem to remember in which boxes I packed which things to store out of the way for the kitchen remodel, and I couldn’t find any tape to secure the wrapping paper on Christmas gifts. Not to worry, though. Wood glue and trigger clamps did the trick nicely.

My dog Chules got a nice treat from Santa Paws. Judging by his newly acquired black snout, I’m guessing the treat is now buried somewhere in the dirt of the back yard.

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My cat Sebastian got some goodies from Santa Claws as well, but judging from his glazed stare, it looks like maybe he dipped into the egg nog when I wasn’t looking.

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I’ve had a wonderful day spent with my beautiful family, eating great food (obviously not prepared in my kitchen), sharing good memories and creating lovely new ones.

I hope your holidays are as blessed as mine!

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lean into each day
not racing to be the first
rather
in eagerness to explore

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reach ever higher
not to claim more than others
rather
to stretch your understanding

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take time for catnaps
restore soul and sanity
and
allow new dreams to unfold

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The Daily Post weekly photo challenge: Anticipation

Blessed Three

So maybe I’m an overachiever. Susie Lindau’s #Blessed Project, which is aimed at inspiring us to consider the blessings in our lives, will wrap up next week. And although I’ve already counted several blessings here and here, I felt compelled to give it a third go ’round.

Here it is —  #Blessed, Part III.

I’m blessed with:

the freedom to express my individuality…

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plentiful sustenance…

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the opportunity to live in and learn from diversity…

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adequate clothing to protect me from the elements…

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and compassionate peers who listen without passing judgment.

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May we never run out of blessings to count.