Thursday, May 18, 2017


The death of my father-in-law hit me hard. One day I needed to get out in nature to"bathe" in its calming effect.  It always helps me to calm and renew and think when I take time with the natural settings of our world.  So I found a short hike that was rated easy right across the river in West Linn, OR called Camissa Park.  It was a mile if you do not go off on other pathways and stick to the main one. I knew I would be slow with my cane and camera and did not mind. I had plenty of time. The Camissa flower was blooming in multitude as well as several other blue, purple, yellow and white varieties. I do not know what the others were, but it made for lovely color and scent.
It was lovely and peaceful, not many other hikers to encounter.
It is a pretty and scented flower which seemed to be in two shades of blue. The bees and butterflies loved darting through the area.
Here you can see the Camissa as well as other pink and purple flowers. Gorgeous! I was told the time I was there was the peak of the blooming.
This plant was unique and I had to get close-up of it.
This flower reminded me of a viola but know it was not.
The white flowers with the Camissa reminded me of a clover.
Wild roses were also growing!
This one I had never seen before. Very delicate and star-like.
At one spot I could see Mt. Hood, still snow covered, off in the distance, framed perfectly by the mossy tree. 
Here is a better shot of Mt. Hood off in the distance. I love the variation of the color of the trees.
These flowers are not blackberry flowers, but another star-like tiny kind.
Now continue the walk in thoughtful, peaceful silence and hear the sounds of birds, breeze, and buzzing insects.
The walk was good for me, my first little hike for quite a while!
I hope to do more as I strengthen.
My heart felt much better and my soul was lifted.
I hope you enjoyed it.

Tuesday, May 9, 2017


Today, May 9th 2017, my dear father-in-law, Warren Channing Lefebvre, called Chan by all who knew him, passed into heaven.  He was born August 31st 1929 and would have been 88 this year.  
Chan and his lovely wife, Marie France, on May 29th 1976, the day Clay and I were married.
Clay and his father, now both in heaven together. 

Chan was so wonderful. He was kind, gentle, thoughtful, and the best father-in-law.  
We always enjoyed holidays and family times and reunions spent together.
He also was very intelligent and had a good sense of humor, what he and his son shared.
Back in 1984 we took a trip to Yosemite together.
L to R: Marie France, Sophie, Clay, Chan Jr., Chan, and me (Rose)

Chan was very proud of the memorial in Arizona erected for his father to mark his accomplishments for the state.

Chan showed appreciation for his family and loved them all so dearly.
He was generous, always there to help.


Clay and his father had a special bond and they could talk for hours on so many topics.
Now they can chat for eternity.
He and Marie France had a special bond. They shared so many adventures.
Chan treated many family members to wonderful adventures.
We got to go to several family reunions in Colorado, a trip to Disneyworld in Florida, a road trip with he and Marie France to Washington and Canada, trips to Catalina Island, a trip to Hawaii islands, and a wonderful adventure tour to France, England, Scotland and Wales!
He enjoyed life and sharing.
He loved Arizona and fortunately got to spend some of his last of life there.
Chan was always reading my poetry and complimenting me. 
He gave so much love and support to Clay and I.
After Clay passed, he was always willing to still talk to me about Clay and remember those many good years.
In one of my last conversations with Chan he had told me he had taken a class about writing and he was finally going to start writing his memoirs about his life as a child, young man and about his memories of his father.  He said he remembered me giving him one of those memory books to fill out years ago and he said he was finally going to do it.
I had joked saying I would be there to celebrate his 100th birthday and he should have it done by then.  
I was not ready to say good bye, none of us ever are.
I am going to miss him.

Sunday, April 30, 2017


Some of you know I lost lots of weight and muscle last year from being laid up (avoiding details) and I had been asked how I look now.  Well, Here are a few shot of me. I had to buy a few things as all my old clothes were so baggy!
Now I am also adding some more garden photos for you to see! Much prettier a view!
Gargoyle like his spot and flowers coming up in pathway!
Love the 2 varieties of Bleeding Heart growing in my garden.
Fun to have a variety of color, leaves and shapes.
My patio apple tree is blooming and I will get apples! YEA!
Perfect for a close-up!
Different varieties of irises.
Hoping to do a short "wander" tomorrow at a local natural area, depending on weather!
I hope you all are enjoying blossoms and beauty in your gardens!

Saturday, April 22, 2017


Today, Earth day, I think about our worlds beauty and how much we should cherish it.  Many take it for granted that the earth and its gifts will always be there, but we are its caretakers and we make that happen or not.  We have to be more diligent now.  Today here in Oregon we have had Mother Nature displaying power a bit, as we have had rain, sunshine and wind all at once!  Here is a poem I wrote after one such day.

Rivulets of rain carve wrinkles
in the earth; feathered clouds
now depleted of energy 
glide listlessly overhead.

Worms, expelled from sodden soil,
form mysterious script upon the path,
native code talkers writing
alien communication.

Liquid diamonds quiver on a strand
 of spider silk, a bracelet adorning
the uplifted arm of a redbud tree
swaying to a rumba beat.

Rain-pasted leaves craft
a collage of natural hues
alongside the river running russet
with torn flesh from mountains.

Along the worn path miniature craters
comprise a moonscape
as wind wafts diminutive swells
across scattered puddles.

The fragrance of moist grass
is a heady aroma,
an aide memoire of
renewal and growth.

Returning home as rain begins again
I gaze through the cold window,
witness the writing of water
across it, and covet its clarity.

Rose Lefebvre 

Saturday, April 8, 2017


I have been a bit laid up from an injury to my right hip, so I spent today editing photos taken a few days back.  I am not supposed to go walking, take medications given me, and just let the joint relax. Lots better than the doctors first suspicion of appendicitis!  A CT scan ruled out the appendicitis and any infection, an x-ray ruled out damage to a bone, so it is muscle running through hip.  Just means I have had to stay down, no going for walks, no outings, and no marches...darn! I watch things going on from windows and relax.  It is wonderful to see the garden springing with more life and color!
Lots of pictures!
The yard is gaining color each day!
Notice the 2 ants enjoying the pink flowers.
The left photo is of my Lion's Man Japanese maple and not sure of the type of Japanese maple on the right but love its colors!
Tulips and daffodils!

I love seeing the fronds of the ferns slowly unrolling.
It makes me smile to see its beauty, and I think my friend and landscaper, Lisa N!!
I need to also send a "thank you" to my blogger friend, Diana, of the blog Nana Diana Takes a Break
When I was down she had sent me a package containing these items-
Such a sweet gesture that lifted my spirits!  Chocolate covered cherries are my favorite!!
Thank you Diana K!!!!