Love, By Wes Anderson

Wednesday, February 28, 2018
One of my favorite comedies EVER is Napoleon Dynamite.  Watching scenes like this one for the first time had me in hysterics:


Today I came across A Complete Analysis of All the Interior Design Featured in "Napoleon Dynamite" by senior editor Nancy Mitchell on Apartment Therapy.  I love films like this one that nail humor, design, and fashion so perfectly.  Reading this article got me to thinking about other directors who blend these elements so beautifully, like Wes Anderson.  I'm pretty much in love with all his films, especially The Grand Budapest Hotel.  Watching clips like this one make me wish I'd studied Anderson's work in that elective film class I once took at Portland State University



And there's always a sweet little love story woven through his films.  The love story between Margot and Richie in The Royal Tenenbaums might be one of my favorites.  But love as illustrated through film by Wes Anderson always seems to capture perfectly the electrical spark. 


But back to Margot and Richie--FAVORITE Wes Anderson love story, and this, is probably my favorite scene after the yellow tent scene:


In Wes Anderson films, love is love, and exists apart from any other laws of society.  And he captures these strange love stories wholly. 

Okay, excuse me while I binge on Wes Anderson films tonight.  x o, Karli

He's a Keeper

Tuesday, February 27, 2018
Today Adam said, "Karli, we really should get that fern in the ground that you picked up from the demo site into the ground."  I had plans to work on my unit newsletter, but decided to take 30-minutes to plant the fern with him.  30-minutes turned into an all-morning project, as we decided to put all the bare-root natives I purchased through EMSWCD's annual native plant sale

I had pre-selected the sites where each plant would thrive best based on associates and where they grow best, but I had never actually made a design plan on paper.  After they were in the ground, I realized that I was already forgetting what I had planted where, when Adam handed me this:


There's something about this gesture that meant more to me than what money can buy.  15 Signs You're With a Good Man and Adam meets every one.  x o, Karli

My Longtime Favorite Garden Plant: Elderberry Trees

Monday, February 26, 2018
I have loved elderberry trees (actually a shrub, not a true tree) for many years, and now that I am focusing on native gardening, these were first on my list.  I love how they almost look like a seeded eucalyptus and have been used for centuries for their medicinal properties (it's a diaphoretic, anti-inflammatory, anti-viral, and powerful antioxidant with more flavonoids than blueberries or goji berries.  The blue elderberry has beautiful clusters of creamy white flowers (these are edible) that give way to delicious elderberries that have tremendous medicinal properties.  I am using both the Sambucus nigra spp. caerulea (blue elderberry) and the Sambucus racemosa (red elderberry) in my garden.  A few weeks ago, I found this lovely video by herbalist Rosemary Gladstar, and I imagine one day I will be making videos like this one from my own established garden.  I have always been drawn to people like her: lovers of plants that have a deep understanding of the wisdom, beauty, and strength that plants can bring to our lives.  I would absolutely love to spend a day with Rosemary in her garden, absorbing her knowledge and gardening secrets.


Another thing I learned from watching her video is that elders typically grow on the edge of gardens, regarded as protectors, watching over the other plants of the garden.  There is tree lore that is pretty cool to read, as well as a Hans Christian Andersen (1845) fairy tale about the elder tree called "The Little Elder Tree Mother".   I planted our red and blue elderberries at the edge of our garden, with the blue elderberry being planted in the southeastern-most corner at the edge of the garden, where it can "watch over", and the red elderberry growing at the northern edge of our property along a rain garden, as it likes to grow near streams.  I am excited to put these baby elders into the ground and see them grow and mature over the coming years.  x o, Karli

P.S.  Here is a picture of a blue elderberry I planted in my first garden many years ago (2004):


Pentagramma triangularis: Goldenback Fern

Sunday, February 25, 2018

This western North American fern is beautiful with golden spores on its underside and bright green five-lobed and triangular fronds.  Penta  means "five" and gramma means "lined", so I will be able to remember the name of this fern. 

If you aren't looking, you might miss it, as they don't get very big, and go dormant in the summer months.  Mine is just now starting to pop up with the recent rains.  The stems are a dark, almost black, color, and are very pretty.

According to Dan Moerman's Native American Ethnobotanical Database, the Karok used the fronds as an analgesic for the afterpains of childbirth, the Miwok chewed the fronds to treat toothaches, and Yurok children would press the goldenback fronds on to their skin to create a golden impression or design.  I am so excited to know about this database, and will be using it often!





Lights Out Portland

Saturday, February 24, 2018
Mary Coolidge, Birdsafe Campaign Coordinator of the Audubon Society of Portland, has helped coordinate a wonderful program called Lights Out Portland.  Did you know that if a Portland streetlight is shining into your house that you can request a shield?  One of the most important things to consider with outdoor lighting besides minimizing or eliminating it altogether is to ensure that outdoor lighting aims down and is well-shielded so there is not a glare.  Lights shining up into the night sky greatly disturbs wildlife migratory pattern, leading to many hazards as they pass over urban areas.

Light types and colors matter.  There is a wonderful website called IDA Outdoor Lighting Basics that illustrates and describes Dark Sky Friendly Lighting well.  Check it out--I learned a lot!  There's also a great 6-minute planetarium video called Losing the Dark that I would highly recommend watching.

In 2016, when the Portland campaign launched, 13 Portland buildings and 2500 households took the Lights Out Pledge!  Consider taking the Lights Out Portland Pledge!  I love the Portland Audubon's BirdSafe campaign, as it is one more way in which we can help support our wildlife and reduce unnecessary pollution in our environment.  Did you know that humans that live in highly light-polluted areas have a higher risk of developing diseases such as breast and prostate cancers?  This is about supporting the health of our wildlife, our community, and our planet.  Take the pledge and mount this lovely sign where others can see it as they pass by! 


Would You Change

Friday, February 23, 2018
We rise from the passions that are born from the fertile ground of our life experience.  The students of Parkland are RISING, and I am in admiration of them.  Peter Wang died in his JROTC uniform while holding a school door open so classmates and faculty could escape. Wang was one of 17 people gunned down during the shooting.  Beyond heartbreaking.  What a beautiful soul.  Speak up and give back, our students NEED us.  Our country needs us.  Here are a few ways you can help promote change on the gun control issue:


The lyrics of this Tracy Chapman song, "Change" are powerful.  Listen to the song, and read the lyrics here:


Change, by Tracy Chapman

If you knew that you would die today
If you saw the face of God and Love
Would you change?
Would you change?
If you knew that love can break your heart
When you're down so low you cannot fall
Would you change?
Would you change?

How bad how good does it need to get?
How many losses how much regret?
What chain reaction
What cause and effect
Makes you turn around
Makes you try to explain
Makes you forgive and forget
Makes you change
Makes you change

If you knew that you would be alone
Knowing right being wrong
Would you change?
Would you change?
If you knew that you would find a truth
That brings a pain that can't be soothed
Would you change?
Would you change?

How bad how good does it need to get?
How many losses how much regret?
What chain reaction
What cause and effect
Makes you turn around
Makes you try to explain
Makes you forgive and forget
Makes you change
Makes you change

Are you so upright you can't be bent
if it comes to blows
Are you so sure you won't be crawling
If not for the good why risk falling
Why risk falling

If everything you think you know
Makes your life unbearable
Would you change?
Would you change?
If you'd broken every rule and vow
And hard times come to bring you down
Would you change?
Would you change?

If you knew that you would die today
If you saw the face of God and Love
Would you change?
Would you change? 

Songwriters: Tracy L Chapman
Change lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

Late-Winter Snowfall

Thursday, February 22, 2018
For the past two days, I have awoken to snow softy falling from the evergreen trees in our backyard.  The snow falls during the night, making for a beautiful white morning, then melts away during the day, only to fall again the following night.  The nights have been very cold, just over 20°F (that's about -7 °C, for those of you using the Celsius scale, that is, everyone besides the US).  After cold nights, the sun comes out, and it warms up during the day to about 39°F (4°C).  There have been beautiful winter mornings and evenings, but this last burst of winter weather has forced me to put my gardening plans on hold for the next week.  That's okay, though, because the snow has been so pretty, and I have been able to spend the past couple of days indoors with the kids due to snow days.  

Springwater Corridor looking west near Johnson Creek



Wednesday Love

Wednesday, February 21, 2018

Today I am loving:

The Angst of Life

Tuesday, February 20, 2018

We love deeply, we long soulfully.  So is the human state, and it's a beautiful thing.

"Moth Smoke" in Review

Monday, February 19, 2018
I just finished hosting and leading my book-club's discussion on Moth Smoke, and here are my final thoughts:

I gotta say, Moth Smoke was down and dirty: how to life spiral in three months from banker to jail bait.  But it was also beautifully written.  First time a chapter on being fat was so descriptively captivating that I couldn't put the book down.  But despite the thematic and metaphorical elements that engaged me as a reader, I didn't learn as much about Pakistan as I had hoped, and there were many questions about Pakistani culture in the 90s that went unanswered.  No matter what, I can't wait to read more of his work--as a first novel, this was a solid read, full of heavy, meaty themes and passages that I won't long forget.



Hamid (2000) writes, "Fat" is a small word which belies its size in the girth of its connotations. Fat implies a certain ungainliness, an inefficiency, a sense of immobility, a lack of industry, an unpleasant, unaesthetic quality; unmotivated, unloved, unnatural, unusual, uninspired, unhappy, unlikely to go places or to fit, under the ground with a heart attack at fifty-five. In short, fat somewhat paradoxically involves the lack of many attributes which, you must concede, are generally held to be good.  When the word "fat" is mentioned, people do not tend to think of the awesomely powerful rhinoceros, the supremely efficient and magnificent sperm whale, the deadly grizzly of North America.  They do not say, "fat as a well-fed tiger."  No, they say, "fat as a pig," a creature which eats its own feces and has never in our literature been a symbol of dignity" (p. 72).

Hamid left me wanting to understand more about Pakistani history and class structure, but also left me wondering if there is really more to understand.  Ozi, a central character, had figured out the rules of survival, but was also born into the upper class.  Daru perhaps never had a real chance.  Not sure why he spiraled so hard in the end, but perhaps the candle was always there, ready to vaporize the moth that could never truly escape its inevitable destruction.  Powerful book.  Would highly recommend.

A Changing Neighborhood

Sunday, February 18, 2018

Still loving this old sword fern, rescued from a demo site in Sellwood this past weekend.  I haven't found its new home in our garden yet, as it has been COLD and SNOWING the past few days, but warmer weather is just around the corner, I know it!  I am thrilled to have been able to rescue this old fern, as well as a few others, which were much smaller.

I have to be honest, though. 

I'm feeling saddened by the onslaught of high-density housing that is rapidly transforming my old neighborhood of Sellwood.  This is the house where this fern used to grow, which was just bulldozed this past weekend.  A duplex will go up in its spot.  R2 zoning is the real deal, and can rapidly change a neighborhood.  Sellwood, a simple, working-class neighborhood with local shops, is starting to feel more and more like the Division/Hawthorne neighborhood.  No matter what happens, I have been promised a booth at Stickers for my spicy street noodles after work!

Picking Up Our Native Plants from EMSWCD

Saturday, February 17, 2018

I came down with the bad cold/cough that's been plaguing SE Portland the past few weeks, and in an attempt to soothe my spirits, Amelia and I went out to breakfast, as I was cancelled for the extra shift I signed up for today.  It is a rarity for me to have a Saturday off, so we took the opportunity to hit up Limelight for their delicious breakfast menu.  I had a tomato, corn, black-bean, and sausage scramble, while Amelia opted for the giant pancake, of course.

Afterwards, we went to East Multnomah Soil and Water Conversation District (EMSWCD) in NE Portland to pick up the native plants I ordered through their annual native plant sale last month.
 

With my little helper in tow, we reached the counter and picked up the 15 native plants (maximum you can order), which were neatly packaged in one plastic bag, easy to take on the go.


The one plant not in the bag was kinnikinick.  Doubt I will ever fill a pipe with it, as the Native Americans used to do, but just this morning, I noticed the bright red berries along a hedge covered with kinnikinick at our tax man's office--it makes for a lovely groundcover.  I'm excited!



We are working on currently establishing a rain garden on our property as our lot was regraded when we moved in to facilitate run-off away from our foundation.  We have the perfect trench and are learning about which native plants work best for these conditions.


EMSWCD is a beautiful place--I highly recommend signing up for one of their workshops or even stopping by their office to pick up information about native gardening.  They have a wealth of resources to help get you started!


P.S.  I got the free t-shirt, too.

Plant Rescue from Demo Site

Friday, February 16, 2018
I'm with a whole lot of you in that I cringe when the chain-link fence goes up around a property, knowing that another old house will be sacrificed, along with its old hardwood trims and flooring, built-in cabinets, and beautiful window sashes. All these materials and more are tossed into a landfill, and an ugly particle-board multi-housing unit goes up in its place, usually within 4-6 months.

Will you look at those irises?

I've been scouting out this property for months now, as the chain-link went up sometime back in November.  But today, the bulldozers arrived, and it was only today that I had someone to actually TALK to about the plants in and around the yard.  I approached the foreman to ask if I could salvage some of the plants from the old garden, and he surprised me with his welcoming and accommodating manner.  He said that usually people in the neighborhood approach him in anger, but that he would be happy to give me access to the property to take what I might be able to reuse.  With a hardhat in one hand and a bright orange vest in the other, he handed me what I needed to enter the site and scout out what I wanted.  Noting many old sword ferns, I asked if it would be possible to remove these from the site.  He IMMEDIATELY asked the guy on the excavator to stop what he was doing and excavate the entire bank so I could take the ferns.  It was all I could do not to throw my arms around his neck and give him a big hug, as he not only granted my request without a moment's pause, but he showed me that some of my assumptions about these middlemen were generalizations.  He said he, too, had a family, and did not want to see anything go to waste, but that he was hired to do this job.  He had pulled out materials from the house on his own that he felt were worth saving, and had not killed any plants on the property, including all the rose bushes, which he planned to transplant. 


It was just an overall great night.  We went back with our yellow buckets and took the sword ferns and a bunch of iris bulbs from the old garden.  I don't know who used to live there, but it was evidently an old garden that was once loved by someone.  It made me happy that some of the plants from that garden will live on in our own garden.  One of the sword ferns was so huge and so old that it put me on cloud 9 to be its new owner.

Adam, Amelia, and I celebrated at McMenamin's Barley Mill Pub, where we watched the skaters compete in the Olympics, and took in the Grateful Dead paraphernalia--as it turns out, Jerry Garcia has not really abandoned us, after all. 

A Day of Silence for the Victims of Stoneman Douglas High School in Parkland, Florida

Thursday, February 15, 2018
I am saddened beyond words to hear about the lives lost in yesterday's school shooting.  It is not enough to "hug my kids a little tighter" tonight.  We have to ACT NOW.

But for today, I am creating space for a day of silence for the beautiful human beings who lost their lives yesterday.  And then tomorrow, I will be silent no more.


Valentine's Day

Wednesday, February 14, 2018
I worked today, leaving home at 5:45AM and getting back after 9PM.  Chom and Alex treated me to dinner on the house after I stopped by after work for spicy street noodles at my favorite Asian cafe

When I arrived home, Adam had a special treat waiting for me! 


Will you look at that?  What a guy!


Adam knows how much I love Australian cards, so I got this guy for Valentine's this year.  He wrote, "I want to dig a million holes to plant and I want you by my side all the time."  Sweetest card ever!

Happy Valentine's Day, guys!

x o, Karli

Native Gardening in Milwaukie

Tuesday, February 13, 2018
I am loving Eileen Stark's book Real Gardens Grow Natives, as well as her wonderful website, which has been a wealth of information for me as I start out on my first native gardening project, specifically plants that are native to the Willamette Valley--check out this poster put out by City of Portland.  The more I learn about native gardening, the less inclined I am to put anything into the ground that is not native.  I'm trying not to be rigid in my gardening, however, and am placing many non-native sedums, along with some natives, and a few odd and end "gifts" from friends' gardens that may or may not work out, but we'll see.  I am trying to start putting the non-native plants into pots, but the more I learn about native plants, the more I love them more and more.  It's funny how one is drawn to certain things in life, but to me, native gardening makes scientific sense, and I want to support our local birds and insects.  I am excited to find so many local resources to support me in my journey.  We have already removed a lot of ivy and a butterfly bush from our property, as well as laurel and other non-native shrubs.



Tonight I planted my first fawn lilies (Erythronium spp.) as a border beside my native snowberry bush and deer and licorice ferns atop a moss-covered nurse log.  I also placed Vancouveria hexandra nearby, which will do well beneath some nearby deciduous maples.  I'm excited!  Native gardening feels like the right thing to do, and I'm fortunate to have the opportunity to invest in our environment this way.  I'm just so excited, because I grew up among native plants, which are quickly going away.  There were groves of oak trees on our property, along with cattails and native grasses.  I just planted my first cattail along our rain garden, and it makes me SO happy!  Buy Eileen Stark's book (if you live in the Willamette Valley), or seek out your own local resources, so you, too, can embark on your own native gardening journey!  

Moth Smoke

Monday, February 12, 2018
I'm a member of a book club, and am hosting this month!  I selected Moth Smoke for February by Mohsin Hamid.  I have been so curious about Hamid's latest book, Exit West, but there are several hundred holds at the library, so it's still too new to select this time around.  Former President Obama has said Exit West was one of his favorite books of 2017.  Having said that, this first book by Hamid is supposed to be excellent!  Published in 2000, the novel won a Betty Trask Award, was a finalist for the PEN/Hemingway Award, and was a NY Times Notable Book of The Year.  It was also adapted into a 2002 Pakistani film, Daira, which you may be interested in watching.  I'm hoping this book will lead to an interesting discussion next Monday night!  It has 3.8/5 stars on Goodreads--are any of you members of the site?  Might be fun to share reviews, or even highlights and notes via Kindle (not sure who uses Kindle, but I love it!).  I'm thinking about suggesting Exit West for another time, so it will be interesting to have read this one as a group.



Follow me on Goodreads, and if you've read this book, or others by this author, let me know what you think of his work!

When You Feel Like You Have Nothing Left To Give

Sunday, February 11, 2018
One of my fellow nurses posted this article today:

https://tonic.vice.com/en_us/article/43nkjd/nurses-overworked-stressed-burnout

The realities of this article hit home for many nurses, especially those who have been in the field for more than a year.  It is an issue that I hope comes back into the forefront, but with the aging baby-boomers, I only see this problem growing.

I am currently reading Trauma Stewardship: An Everyday Guide to Caring for Self While Caring for Others by Laura van Dernoot Lipsky.  I am looking for some strategies to help with my own struggles with compassion fatigue so that I can continue to be the nurse I want to be.  In serving professions, self-care becomes a necessity in order to continue to give to others.  What strategies do you use in your own serving profession?

Samuel Turns THIRTEEN

Saturday, February 10, 2018
Today marks the day thirteen years ago when I first became a Mom--it was the day of Sam's birth.  At 9lbs. 13oz., giving birth to him was no easy feat, but he was worth every second.  It was my first experience feeling such great love and pride.

Sam, mid-February 2005, 2 weeks old
 Today we celebrated with the whole blended family, and this afternoon, he is downstairs playing X-box with his friends from middle school.  Yesterday, the two of us went downtown and opened up his first savings/checking account, then went on the Underground Portland tour.  It was a lovely day, just the two of us.  We even treated ourselves to Portland coffee and Old Town Pizza in the historic Merchant Hotel (where Portland Tours also begins their walking tours).

Sam at Old Town Pizza pre-walking tour.

Underground Portland Walking Tour--we loved it!
 The birthday celebrations have carried on to another day, with many special family members showing Sam how much he means to all of us.  We love you, Sam--happy 13th birthday--welcome to your teenage years!


Sam on his 13th birthday, with his Papa's birthday sign (we wish he was still here with us).  He was a sign painter, making all his own window signs for his grocery store.
Birthday cake that the girls and Laura made for Sam today.

Sam with his friends on his 13th birthday doing what they love best.  From Left to Right: Ian, Oliver, Liam, and Sam.


Native Plant Sale

Friday, February 09, 2018

I am so excited to pick up these native plants in a week from East Multnomah Soil and Water Conservation Disctrict (EMSWCD), which I ordered through their annual native plant sale!  Click here to read FAQs.

Golden Currant 2 $6.00
Kinnikinnick 1 $3.00
Red Flowering
Currant
2 $6.00
Oceanspray 1 $3.00
Black Twinberry 1 $3.00
Douglas Spirea 1 $3.00
Red elderberry 1 $3.00
Oval-leaved
Viburnum
1 $3.00
Mockorange 2 $6.00
Osoberry / Indian
Plum
2 $6.00
Redosier
Dogwood
1 $3.00

What is your favorite Willamette Valley native?  I should have several vegetation layers established in a few years with the list above.  Can't wait to plant them and see how they look in a few years!

A Fern Garden

Thursday, February 08, 2018
Look what we made today with a birch nurse log and assorted mosses and ferns from Bosky Dell Natives:



Kaya Body Lotion Bars

Wednesday, February 07, 2018
For awhile now, I've been breaking out randomly into rashes/hives on my legs, usually after a shift, but sometimes while I'm at work, and they are so painful!  I'm not sure what triggers it, and a visit to the dermatoligist only nailed me a giant container of steroid cream and a recommendation to start on Gabapentin for nerve pain.  Not happening!

Last month, I celebrated my 41st birthday, and my friend Sharla gave a couple of these body bars by Kaya.  At first, I thought they were soap bars, but I went to pull them out today, and they are actually body lotion bars.  Several oils make up the product (see pic below), and my skin has not felt this good in probably over a year, despite trying many different creams and singular oil products from various sources.  My dermatologist recommend staying away from the hot baths I take after work shifts and using creams, not lotions, as lotions are water-based and creams are oil-based.  But no matter what I have done, I have still had persistent break-outs and sleepless nights.  Even though these are labeled "body lotion bar", the product is actually oil, not water-based, so think of them as BODY BARS.  Regardless, the bars have made a HUGE difference for me, and my skin has not felt this good in a LONG time.  I can't recommend Kaya's body lotion bars enough--she has a lovely Etsy store if you'd like to try out her skincare and spa products. 


Our One and Only Cat Pepper

Tuesday, February 06, 2018

She was born in a single-wide trailer, then given to the humane society.  I had my eye on a calico kitten, one of her siblings, but by the time we arrived, her sister was too sick to be adopted out, so it was a couple of black and white kittens (one of which was Pepper), and two yellow tabbies, which were her brothers.  She kept reaching out her paw through the cage to us, and the kids loved her.  Still, we left her there, as I was still holding out for the calico, and had not even considered a black and white cat.  During dinner, after some thought, we decided to go back, and one of the Oregon Humane Society employees commented on the intelligence of black-and-white cats, and what wonderful pets they make out of all the cats in the cat kingdom. 


The rest is history!  She will be five years old this April, and was only a 6-week old baby when we adopted her!  Pepper has only ever successfully killed flies, but she likes to watch the birds from indoors, and she is indoors, only.  Once, she tried to chase a squirrel, but it wasn't meant to be.  She only eats the Wellness Chicken and Lobster flavor.  She loves sleeping next to Juniper's stuffed wolf on the top bunk, and pretty much anything of Juniper's, even an uncomfortable old backpack.  Just so long as it's Juniper's, it works as a bed.   We love you, Pepper! 

Caring Professions Require Smart Strategies for Self-Care

Monday, February 05, 2018
My friends and family know what I do for a living, but some of you might not--I'm a cardiac nurse!  For the first time in my career, I am coming to terms with the fact that my giving profession takes a lot from me, and I need to give back to myself in a more strategic way than I have in the past.  There are some seasons as a nurse where the level of care you give takes you to a level of fatigue that requires help in order to stay on track so you can keep on giving.  Because of this, I am reading Trauma Stewardship: An Everyday Guide to Caring for Self While Caring for Others.  I made it a professional goal this quarter to put into practice self-care strategies so I can keep being the nurse I want to be for all of my patients.  I had heard about this book often in nursing school, but am only just now reading it . . . I will share what I learn here, so stay tuned!


Favorite Insta-stories Lately

Sunday, February 04, 2018
@livingminnalyjill of all trades ✨founder @live24k💛 🌿wellness blogger 💪trainer// ɴᴀsᴍ·sғɢ 🍴coach// ᴘɴ1 📍LA | 👇living life #minnaly + helping you #livegolden

@arrowsandbow: family of 5 livin in our renovated RV Building on our land trailer life + design finding JOY in the in-between

P.S. Read more about Ashley Petrone's RV here.

What are YOURS?  x o, Karli

Stickers Asian Cafe Reopens

Saturday, February 03, 2018

You know that one time Stickers Asian Cafe shut down for three months after small kitchen fire and I had to learn how to cook again and find other sources of food?  Yes, that was this past fall/half of winter.

BUT THEY HAVE REOPENED, my friends!! 

Everything is right in my world again . . . and I once again have access to spicy street noodles on a regular basis.  x o, Karli

It's Time to Move On

Friday, February 02, 2018
My daughter, Juniper, told me tonight about a quote, "Stop looking for happiness in the same place you lost it", and I was a little blown away.  I hadn't heard this one before, but it is a new favorite.  If I can say something from my heart right now, it would be that my children are my greatest teachers. 

Juniper, at Limelight in Sellwood, for an after-school snack.

This quote reminds me of the lyrics of the late Tom Petty:

Time to Move On, by Tom Petty
 
It's time to move on, time to get going
What lies ahead, I have no way of knowing
But under my feet, baby, grass is growing
It's time to move on, it's time to get going
Broken skyline, movin' through the airport
She's an honest defector
Conscientious objector
Now her own protector
Broken skyline, which way to love land
Which way to something better
Which way to forgiveness
Which way do I go
It's time to move on, time to get going
What lies ahead, I have no way of knowing
But under my feet, baby, grass is growing
It's time to move on, it's time to get going
Sometime later, getting the words wrong
Wasting the meaning and losing the rhyme
Nauseous adrenalin
Like breakin' up a dogfight
Like a deer in the headlights
Frozen in real time
I'm losing my mind
It's time to move on, time to get going
What lies ahead, I have no way of knowing
But under my feet, baby, grass is growing
It's time to move on, it's time to get going


Time to stop barking up the same tree, time to open up to new sources of happiness.  Time to move on, time to get going.

x o , Karli

Discovering Fields Bridge Park and the Tualatin River in West Linn

Thursday, February 01, 2018

Just down the road from Bosky Dell Natives and Field Creek flows the Tualatin River, along which you will find Fields Bridge Park.  We were driving home from Bosky Dell the other day, and couldn't help but stop and walk along this beautiful river, along which grows many beautiful native trees and plants.


It's hard to see from this angle, but Adam always comments on the moss, which you don't find in Australia, so he finds it to be unusual and beautiful.  We are quite used to moss here in the Willamette Valley!


I needed this morning so much.  Work has been overwhelming to me lately, and I needed this respite to find my inner peace again.


There was a little bat box mounted on the tree . . . I loved how the sun was breaking through.  I think this morning was even more special, because the sun was shining!  It has been many weeks of rain throughout January.  It was a beautiful morning spent with Adam on the Tualatin River in the winter sun.  x o, Karli

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