Awesome Saturday

As Saturdays go, this one was awesome. Around the Fourth of July, I usually pick blueberries for the year. I go to a u-pick, take Ziplock bags, and load them up. Fresh from the farm to the freezer then into breakfast smoothies, scones, crepes, etc. Now that I live in Vancouver, I had to locate another u-pick. That turned into a wonderful experience. Not only were the blueberries ready, so were many other berries and herbs at Sauvie Island Farms. It was a lovely drive, and the strawberry fields were so amazingly fragrant. Once I had finished picking blueberries, I picked strawberries for a while. They were absolutely the sweetest strawberries I have had in years. I definitely want to pick more strawberries in the next few days. They were amazing. Then I just bought a pint of raspberries already picked at the farm checkout stand as I was too tired to pick on. I’ll pick raspberries, too, on the next trip. So, new berries in the freezer, all but the strawberries. Then to a movie…

I am trying Netflix movies on demand. And so far, I like it. Apple TV streams the movies perfectly. I am able to create a queue, play from it, and enjoy as many movies as  I like for a nominal $8.00 a month. Tonight I watched the last David Tennent Dr. Who  in The End of the World two part series. It was one of the best Dr. Who episodes ever. It ended with the Dr. regenerating into the next Dr. Pretty terrific episode. Now I’m watching one of my guilty pleasures, Mystery Science Fiction Theater 2000.  And…it’s tongue-in-cheek funny as usual.

The time outdoors in the fragrant strawberry fields was my favorite part of today. Sunshine, warm breeze, and the fragrance of strawberries. Wow, I still have that sensation. Summer….sigh. Loves!

By Ms. Patricia Babbitt Posted in Summer

Yesterday at Ft. Vancouver

I spent the day mostly on the patio enjoying the outdoors, planting, feeding squirrels, chatting, and just soaking it in. So glad the warm days of Summer are finally here. I like that Vancouver has what amounts to a “fireworks are legal within reason” zone that spans from the first through the fourth. This really makes sense. People are going to sell them, and people are going to set them off. What not create a window for their use?

I am enjoying being outdoors tremendously. Yesterday, I went to Ft. Vancouver, took the camera, and walked this historic landmark, capturing images that are historically

significant to me.

As many of you know, this is the site of Hudson Bay’s fur trading post back in the days of Ft. Vancouver. As a child, I was always intrigued by this and wanted to see it. Love the picket post surrounding the fort.

It has a proper fort door…I’m sure there’s a better word for it than “fort door.” Sorry. But it’s cool.


They’re ready for business at the headquarters. And here are a few pictures of random things that looked historically cool inside the fort.

Fur traders sea map! So cool, right?!

A real spyglass…

A compass…

A pretty terrific sword…


A candlestick, books about the history of England, and a jug of something…wait, England? Yeah!

See, apparently the English were very busy here…Note the Union Jack on the flag…just saying!

So after touring around inside the fort and feeling very safe, I ventured out to the surrounding area and found some magnificent old Victorian style houses that reminded me of Brunswick, the little English colony that could which is now a bustling city and also where I grew up. My mom lived in a Victorian house. I have many memories of sliding down the bannister along the staircase and going in and out through the huge windows that went from the floor to the ceiling.  These houses have been kept up in immaculate condition. Very impressive.

And I walked up and down lovely sidewalks with ivy, oaks, and old street lamps. It was a perfect Summer day in every sense of the word.

As thoughts go, this country is so worth fighting for. What we enjoy here is incredible. I am continually amazed.

Summer Outdoors and Adventures

If days could be selected and preferences taken, today would be the answer to such a gift. It was sweet. There was outdoor photography in it. There was a bbq in it. There were new friends and old friends in it. And there were new opportunities and some good wine in it, too. So…lovely all around.

Tomorrow, after time in the seat getting things done, the “serious camera” and I are going on a city walk-about looking for things of interest with nothing particular in mind. Yes, I know this sounds aimless and pointless, but for me, it is great to just get outside, enjoy being creative, and exercise my artistic muscle. And the results could become future watercolor paintings. I really enjoy my outdoor photo adventures. I remember last summer when I got this shot in the mountains driving down a forest road in the Gifford Pinchot Wilderness Area. I went around a corner….and there it was. What a treasure.

I just never know what I’ll find. This in an area of the forest called Indian Heaven. It will become a painting.

Okay. Sleep. Dream. ~ Fly. ~

–Patricia

Happy MidSummer and Summer Solstice

And so ends the longest of summer days and the gradual decline of the summer sun. This seems so odd to me. Summer is just beginning (in the modern tradition) and yet the days are now becoming shorter? Hmm..I think I prefer the idea of midsummer instead, so happy summer solstice and happy midsummer to you. Some feasting, music, and dancing would be a great way to mark midsummer over what…increasing darkness? <crickets chirping>

Summer is such a terrific season, especially here. Living is easy, growing things are flourishing, and people are incredibly nice. Sigh. Love it.

By Ms. Patricia Babbitt Posted in Summer

The Miracle of Summer Mornings, the Fourth of July, & Thank You

Just finishing lunch…smoked salmon, salad, veggie chips, and cherries. Yum! Merlin and I have already been for one long walk this morning while the world was still new, damp, and only slightly warm. There were ravens cawing, gold finches flashing yellow, meadow larks trilling, ‘flutterbys flitting, and green and gold pastures high in summer grasses for winter hay. The skies couldn’t be more clear or more blue. The start of a beautiful, magical day. My morning connection with the natural world is a good one. The sun on my bare shoulders is priceless.

So, after my walk this morning I decided to stay home tonight. I’m just content being where I am doing what I am today, and that’s really enough for me.

And it’s the Fourth of July. My family has a long, long military history. I can’t help but think of the sacrifices they and many others made so that I and this nation can enjoy our freedoms that so many take for granted. We can choose the religion of our preference or not, we can speak our minds and express ourselves, we choose our partners, we have a right to privacy, and we can live our lives the way we want within the bounds of the law which is quite reasonable for most. Citizens of other countries can’t always attest to the freedoms we enjoy as Americans. I can’t help but remember a teacher/friend who returned to the states with his wife and children after being in Saudi for five years. His wife showed those visiting their home, self-included, the birka that the wife and daughters had to wear in public to shop. If they did not wear one, they could be beaten in public by any man. That was in Saudi Arabia just a couple years ago.

We are a fortunate nation. Recognize the citizens who have fought for generations to keep us free. I am, I will say, non-confrontational and a pacifist. I personally do not believe in using violence to solve problems, but I appreciate those who have fought for me and the privileges I enjoy. I don’t think violence is always necessary to gain human rights and equal rights, but too often this is what the world resorts to instead of intellect and diplomacy. It always has.

Freedom. It’s not just about the Revolutionary War or the signing of Declaration of Independence to me, although the D of I was huge in terms of human rights. It’s about all the skirmishes and struggles this country has endured to safeguard our freedom from the founding fathers, to the House and the Senate, to organized protests, assassinations, conflicts, terrorism, and wars. To me, it’s a celebration of the personal freedoms we enjoy in this country that have continued to improve and expand over time. I’m so very thankful to live in these times. My deepest, sincerest “thank you” to those who have fought to keep America free. And my  love and gratitude to Capt. Daniel Newbern, Calvin Sears,  to George Franklin Newbern, and James Kermit Newbern who fought in the Civil War to the Vietnam “Conflict,” uncles and cousins. From their Purple Hearts to their Meritorious Service Medals, you are the honorable men remembered in my family’s oral history.

The bottle rockets are starting to whiz and bang. My dog, Merlin, runs to me with each one with huge, liquid brown puppy eyes and a whimper looking for safety. I will be offering him more love, more hugs, and more understanding this evening. I, too, understand his fear of a violent world.  We will listen to music most of the day and into the night. We both like music. He really likes Dave Mathews Band best. So, my fourth will be at home, doing things that make me happy, and calming my furry companion. It’s what I want to do today, and I have a choice. Unfettered, unrestrained, and free. Thank you, America, for the right to be me.

-Patricia