<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677711502975649478</id><updated>2011-11-02T17:51:18.185-07:00</updated><title type='text'>MeriAnne's Pics</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://merianneb1.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2677711502975649478/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://merianneb1.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>MeriAnne</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>61</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2677711502975649478.post-8316596199560317732</id><published>2011-01-25T18:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T18:24:31.100-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tribute to Brian Moore</title><content type='html'>For my friends who aren't on Facebook, the following a video tribute to my husband Brian Moore who passed away way to early in life.  But while I grieve his loss deeply I know that he is finally home, healed of all illness and spending his days in perfect peace at the feet of our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-2b00b84a21d654b6" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2b00b84a21d654b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882040%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12BE490AC2D1C6C916D780C0E4DC4120D9AA380.CC5FE29566FB0EF3BB72337EB7E7B7DB23779BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2b00b84a21d654b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrNAhQChj-ABuoHLalT3tsiU6vPY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt6.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D2b00b84a21d654b6%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1329882040%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D12BE490AC2D1C6C916D780C0E4DC4120D9AA380.CC5FE29566FB0EF3BB72337EB7E7B7DB23779BD%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D2b00b84a21d654b6%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DrNAhQChj-ABuoHLalT3tsiU6vPY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I have had such lofty goals of posting more on this blog, but it seems like there are hardly enough hours in the day anymore.   Brian and I went to the coast for Valentine's weekend, back to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Surfrider&lt;/span&gt; Resort where we got engaged.  It was a much needed get away.  Brian's job has been keeping him busy and if that wasn't enough in late January we had Kitty distemper attack 2 of our cats.  1 cat, Tiger spent 3 days in the kitty hospital and his brother Grey Kitten managed to escape the hospital stay since the vet said we would go broke if had to hospitalize all the cats.  They let us treat him at home, but it meant that both cats were kept in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Quarantine&lt;/span&gt; in the house for almost 2 weeks.  And since we were afraid the other cats might also get sick, they have all be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;quarantined&lt;/span&gt; inside the house since Tiger got sick.  That is 7 cats in a rather small house.  Getting away for a few days from the chaos was wonderful.  Now we are on the road to getting them all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;re vaccinated&lt;/span&gt; and eventually freedom from them having to stay inside.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is coming none to soon, because the temp assignment I have been on since September of last year is finally coming to an end this week.    I am not sure what is next.  The job market in the Eugene/Springfield is horrible.  Just today another large employer announced they were terminating almost all of their 2000 employees....  But my wonderful husband has faith that I will find another job soon.    This is such a scary time for so many people, for our country, for our world.  But I find solace in a Bible verse that reminds me that God is in control and He knows our future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="verse-num" id="v24029011-1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Jeremiah&lt;/span&gt; 29: 11-14 - 11 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;For I know the plans I have for you, declares the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, plans for welfare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="footnote"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="verse-num" id="v24029012-1"&gt;12 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will hear you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="verse-num" id="v24029013-1"&gt;13 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="verse-num" id="v24029014-1"&gt;14 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I will be found by you, declares the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, and I will restore your fortunes and gather you from all the nations and all the places where I have driven you, declares the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="small-caps"&gt;Lord&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, and I will bring you back to the place from which I sent you into exile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Now that the weather is colder and wetter they are spending even more time inside being bums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moe came home for a few days in November.  We came home one afternoon to find him standing guard on the roof of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyrIyiqtUI/AAAAAAAAGsg/8pOQHMxOY70/s1600-h/DSCF6138.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyrIyiqtUI/AAAAAAAAGsg/8pOQHMxOY70/s400/DSCF6138.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277281030865859906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is not uncommon to have 3 or more cats sharing the couch with us at night.                                    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyrIaJKxzI/AAAAAAAAGsY/BylLxPUxd0I/s1600-h/DSCF6131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyrIaJKxzI/AAAAAAAAGsY/BylLxPUxd0I/s400/DSCF6131.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277281024316458802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got up one morning to discover an &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt; cat sleeping in the bathroom sink.  Why??? I have no idea.  But she looked quite content to be there.    She can find the strangest places to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyrHst-pkI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/4tlU-y7s-9o/s1600-h/DSCF6123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyrHst-pkI/AAAAAAAAGsQ/4tlU-y7s-9o/s400/DSCF6123.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277281012122822210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passed out on top of the fridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STytOiH6VcI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/r_yylPxIIS0/s1600-h/DSCF6156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STytOiH6VcI/AAAAAAAAGtQ/r_yylPxIIS0/s400/DSCF6156.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277283328561141186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no.... you found my hiding spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STytN1IvRaI/AAAAAAAAGtI/e0UnMu7z8kg/s1600-h/DSCF6154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STytN1IvRaI/AAAAAAAAGtI/e0UnMu7z8kg/s400/DSCF6154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277283316485014946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Fraidy&lt;/span&gt; Cat and in the last couple of weeks he has made huge improvements in becoming a less wild cat.   He will now sit on the couch with me and spent almost a whole week sleeping at the top of our bed.  Just this week he has decided that it is safe to come into the house even if "Humans" are watching him.   We used to have to open the door and then turn our backs before he would come in.   He is the most vocal of all the boys and always has lots of words to share with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyrHEHcbFI/AAAAAAAAGsI/zUAGQmemqAE/s1600-h/DSCF6122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyrHEHcbFI/AAAAAAAAGsI/zUAGQmemqAE/s400/DSCF6122.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277281001223777362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger (on the left) used to protect his little brother &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fraidy&lt;/span&gt; Cat when they were kittens.  For some reason they all like sitting on boxes and often there is a battle over who &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;gets&lt;/span&gt; what box.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STysMEZEPcI/AAAAAAAAGtA/9z4oHMVRBMo/s1600-h/DSCF6149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STysMEZEPcI/AAAAAAAAGtA/9z4oHMVRBMo/s400/DSCF6149.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277282186708663746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Or, their other favorite place to sleep is in the clean basket of clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STysLgCP-9I/AAAAAAAAGs4/cLSWCuQNI40/s1600-h/DSCF6145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STysLgCP-9I/AAAAAAAAGs4/cLSWCuQNI40/s400/DSCF6145.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277282176949287890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey Kitten stealing my spot on the couch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STysK4uXS5I/AAAAAAAAGsw/4VDtROpQ058/s1600-h/DSCF6142.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STysK4uXS5I/AAAAAAAAGsw/4VDtROpQ058/s400/DSCF6142.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277282166396898194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday after Thanksgiving Brian put Christmas lights up on the outside of the house.  Of course the task couldn't be completed with out the assistance of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt;.  When she couldn't get on the roof via the ladder she ran around back, climbed a tree and got up on the roof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STytPzGKw4I/AAAAAAAAGtg/Tx1BOn_p77Q/s1600-h/DSCF6171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STytPzGKw4I/AAAAAAAAGtg/Tx1BOn_p77Q/s400/DSCF6171.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277283350297101186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STytPDExyuI/AAAAAAAAGtY/tJuLzRU1YzQ/s1600-h/DSCF6168.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STytPDExyuI/AAAAAAAAGtY/tJuLzRU1YzQ/s400/DSCF6168.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277283337406368482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyuGy3kGeI/AAAAAAAAGto/y5pBkzuq9Oc/s1600-h/DSCF6172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyuGy3kGeI/AAAAAAAAGto/y5pBkzuq9Oc/s400/DSCF6172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277284295128652258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyuIHrBNuI/AAAAAAAAGt4/16eudp9qXi4/s1600-h/DSCF6175.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyuIHrBNuI/AAAAAAAAGt4/16eudp9qXi4/s400/DSCF6175.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277284317893048034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyuHS2Wk8I/AAAAAAAAGtw/FywyBGDrgUg/s1600-h/DSCF6174.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyuHS2Wk8I/AAAAAAAAGtw/FywyBGDrgUg/s400/DSCF6174.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277284303713506242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sable spends a lot of time outside because she can't behave inside.  This is her sitting on the dog house asking to come in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyxb3y8quI/AAAAAAAAGuI/0YmGpMT5MRo/s1600-h/DSCF6440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/STyxb3y8quI/AAAAAAAAGuI/0YmGpMT5MRo/s400/DSCF6440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277287955763604194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And Grey Kitten and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt; think sitting in the front window is just the greatest place.  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The spare room is still packed with all my boxes waiting to get unpacked, thank you cards are still waiting to be written and I have yet to plant 2 mums I bought over a month ago.  But knowing that we only have a few days of really nice sunny fall weather left, I couldn't help but ask Brian if we take a drive to find some more covered bridges.  There are enough rainy weekends coming up to stay home and do inside stuff.  For the last year we have been trying to find all the covered bridges in Lane County.  There were 3 bridges between here and the coast that we had yet to visit.  So with cameras in hand we headed out to search for them.  What an amazing day it was.  The fall colors were utterly amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpyf5Mf7cI/AAAAAAAAE_E/lGubUriYUTk/s1600-h/DSCF5764.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpyf5Mf7cI/AAAAAAAAE_E/lGubUriYUTk/s400/DSCF5764.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The first bridge we went to was the Coyote Creek Bridge which is located south of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Veneta&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpyf6r7yJI/AAAAAAAAE_M/I2tIh_ROiw0/s1600-h/DSCF5767.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpyf6r7yJI/AAAAAAAAE_M/I2tIh_ROiw0/s400/DSCF5767.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpygWv9NQI/AAAAAAAAE_U/1IYHhSSqVmU/s1600-h/DSCF5768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpygWv9NQI/AAAAAAAAE_U/1IYHhSSqVmU/s400/DSCF5768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpygouXmaI/AAAAAAAAE_c/-xD_nf7aTtU/s1600-h/DSCF5773.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpygouXmaI/AAAAAAAAE_c/-xD_nf7aTtU/s400/DSCF5773.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpy6GZEsBI/AAAAAAAAE_k/1ALZDD338tk/s1600-h/DSCF5786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpy6GZEsBI/AAAAAAAAE_k/1ALZDD338tk/s400/DSCF5786.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;After &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Veneta&lt;/span&gt; we turned north towards the other 2 bridges we were looking for.   Along the way we stumbled across a small unnamed state park.  Someday we will have to go back and explore where this bridge goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpy6S6tawI/AAAAAAAAE_s/g32-kfdgHX4/s1600-h/DSCF5788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpy6S6tawI/AAAAAAAAE_s/g32-kfdgHX4/s400/DSCF5788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpy69sKz1I/AAAAAAAAE_0/b--1_v1OfGo/s1600-h/DSCF5794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpy69sKz1I/AAAAAAAAE_0/b--1_v1OfGo/s400/DSCF5794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next bridge we intended to visit was Lake Creek or Nelson &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mtn&lt;/span&gt; Bridge, but we missed the turnoff so we continued on toward the Deadwood Bridge.    This bridge was a little more challenging to find.  But we eventually turned up a little country road that lead to the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpy63ksXFI/AAAAAAAAE_8/VfK83vxnGqk/s1600-h/DSCF5821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpy63ksXFI/AAAAAAAAE_8/VfK83vxnGqk/s400/DSCF5821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpzSk6Y18I/AAAAAAAAFAE/s10dX42sQ0w/s1600-h/DSCF5823.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpzSk6Y18I/AAAAAAAAFAE/s10dX42sQ0w/s400/DSCF5823.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;This bridge was actually very unique, because the flooring is installed at a noticeable slant so that traffic rounding the corner would travel more safely.  This was also the hardest bridge to photograph because the lighting was so dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpzTN1FrKI/AAAAAAAAFAM/2-tKhPHWSa4/s1600-h/DSCF5828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpzTN1FrKI/AAAAAAAAFAM/2-tKhPHWSa4/s400/DSCF5828.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I loved how the creek under the bridge meandered on by.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpzTIo_API/AAAAAAAAFAU/mxzzEiG0CjY/s1600-h/DSCF5855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpzTIo_API/AAAAAAAAFAU/mxzzEiG0CjY/s400/DSCF5855.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;On the way back we finally found the Lake Creek Bridge, which is also know as the Nelson &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mtn&lt;/span&gt; Bridge since it is located on Nelson Mountain Road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpzTkDz9gI/AAAAAAAAFAc/anlQgYTRNEI/s1600-h/DSCF5864.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpzTkDz9gI/AAAAAAAAFAc/anlQgYTRNEI/s400/DSCF5864.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2410/ed57946cb95d5fcb3101e720c2a3ec0c/image4093.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2410/ed57946cb95d5fcb3101e720c2a3ec0c/image4093.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2410/ed57946cb95d5fcb3101e720c2a3ec0c/image4121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2410/ed57946cb95d5fcb3101e720c2a3ec0c/image4121.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My attempt at an artistic shot.  This is a close up of the reflection of the leaves in the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SROaqtlupQI/AAAAAAAAFCE/KSDCrwSy4hU/s1600-h/DSCF5896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SROaqtlupQI/AAAAAAAAFCE/KSDCrwSy4hU/s400/DSCF5896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265722447909266690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we stopped at Fern Lake Reservoir.   We have tried stopping here previously but the park is always closed.  We finally found a parking lot on the north side that was actually open.  The reservoir is used for flood control in the winter and they are in the process of draining all the water out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2410/ed57946cb95d5fcb3101e720c2a3ec0c/image4137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:2410/ed57946cb95d5fcb3101e720c2a3ec0c/image4137.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;It was near sunset so I was able to get this cool silhouette of 2 people and a dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpz8iT-SiI/AAAAAAAAFBE/M_G79SwqVAo/s1600-h/DSCF5924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpz8iT-SiI/AAAAAAAAFBE/M_G79SwqVAo/s400/DSCF5924.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This area is normally under water during the summer months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpz8pZoVoI/AAAAAAAAFBM/QhbancZnIWE/s1600-h/DSCF5933.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpz8pZoVoI/AAAAAAAAFBM/QhbancZnIWE/s400/DSCF5933.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpz9GiGEGI/AAAAAAAAFBU/8L13sKsdtT4/s1600-h/DSCF5938.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpz9GiGEGI/AAAAAAAAFBU/8L13sKsdtT4/s400/DSCF5938.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpz9oa67tI/AAAAAAAAFBc/xGq6u6MgCys/s1600-h/DSCF5939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQpz9oa67tI/AAAAAAAAFBc/xGq6u6MgCys/s400/DSCF5939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And of course I just couldn't resist getting pictures of the sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQp0LCJh2ZI/AAAAAAAAFBk/JwUvglYEyKA/s1600-h/DSCF5952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQp0LCJh2ZI/AAAAAAAAFBk/JwUvglYEyKA/s400/DSCF5952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQp0LKpJstI/AAAAAAAAFBs/TyQJKcsRUsQ/s1600-h/DSCF5953.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQp0LKpJstI/AAAAAAAAFBs/TyQJKcsRUsQ/s400/DSCF5953.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQp0LdC5xAI/AAAAAAAAFB0/F_N1UlJ9v6w/s1600-h/DSCF5962.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQp0LdC5xAI/AAAAAAAAFB0/F_N1UlJ9v6w/s400/DSCF5962.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQp0LpnXdZI/AAAAAAAAFB8/jx28QWQPqYY/s1600-h/DSCF5968.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQp0LpnXdZI/AAAAAAAAFB8/jx28QWQPqYY/s400/DSCF5968.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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We had attempted to take this route last year, however the highway was still closed.  &lt;a href="http://www.byways.org/explore/byways/2148/"&gt;http://www.byways.org/explore/byways/2148/&lt;/a&gt; .  It is closed for the winter months due to snow.  The road is also very narrow and at points very windy.  You hope you don't run into a large vehicle going the opposite direction.   While the drive is very beautiful, it isn't one you would want to take if you were just trying to get to Sisters.  But if you are looking for a pleasant drive with lots of time on your hands and want to see some amazing scenery.....this is one not to miss.&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1520/f789d4f9745348c0ba37df3898a6f7e7/image3766.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:1520/f789d4f9745348c0ba37df3898a6f7e7/image3766.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The sign below is a good depiction of what the road is like, lots of twists and turns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1520/f789d4f9745348c0ba37df3898a6f7e7/image3767.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:1520/f789d4f9745348c0ba37df3898a6f7e7/image3767.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQVWl5ub-NI/AAAAAAAAE-8/LuBnt4FXHDE/s1600-h/DSCF5542.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQVWl5ub-NI/AAAAAAAAE-8/LuBnt4FXHDE/s400/DSCF5542.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261706948803033298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We knew there had been snow on the pass the day before and it wasn't long before we started seeing it.&lt;br /&gt;Just a dusting at first....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1520/f789d4f9745348c0ba37df3898a6f7e7/image3769.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://localhost:1520/f789d4f9745348c0ba37df3898a6f7e7/image3769.jpg?size=400" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_Su4ogjI/AAAAAAAAE58/wYTB5yGOuF8/s1600-h/DSCF5546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_Su4ogjI/AAAAAAAAE58/wYTB5yGOuF8/s400/DSCF5546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Then a little bit more......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_S5LhS5I/AAAAAAAAE6E/lw3BTEWEA5I/s1600-h/DSCF5548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_S5LhS5I/AAAAAAAAE6E/lw3BTEWEA5I/s400/DSCF5548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stopped at a trail head to get out and take pictures.  Little did we realize just how cold it was outside.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;brrrrrrrrrr&lt;/span&gt;...  And I left the gloves at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_TFN4RaI/AAAAAAAAE6M/qtCrbHxAvEM/s1600-h/DSCF5551.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_TFN4RaI/AAAAAAAAE6M/qtCrbHxAvEM/s400/DSCF5551.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_TkkQV4I/AAAAAAAAE6U/Tcr7qgExkgo/s1600-h/DSCF5553.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_TkkQV4I/AAAAAAAAE6U/Tcr7qgExkgo/s400/DSCF5553.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_wUOrfzI/AAAAAAAAE6c/YMLcnzJAOFY/s1600-h/DSCF5556.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_wUOrfzI/AAAAAAAAE6c/YMLcnzJAOFY/s400/DSCF5556.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;I loved the look of the trees with snow on them against the blue sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_wtkpbtI/AAAAAAAAE6k/kwJ23B8mNf8/s1600-h/DSCF5559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_wtkpbtI/AAAAAAAAE6k/kwJ23B8mNf8/s400/DSCF5559.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_xC7Wd6I/AAAAAAAAE6s/KZA1V8GlVj4/s1600-h/DSCF5560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_xC7Wd6I/AAAAAAAAE6s/KZA1V8GlVj4/s400/DSCF5560.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Don't let the straightness of the road fool you... it doesn't last long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_xo7OwtI/AAAAAAAAE60/x1SskjujqKs/s1600-h/DSCF5564.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQE_xo7OwtI/AAAAAAAAE60/x1SskjujqKs/s400/DSCF5564.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Then we got into much more serious snow.  We had been driving with the sunroof open so I could take pictures since the road doesn't have enough of a shoulder to pull over.   So we got to experience snow falling into the car as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFAdMHkq9I/AAAAAAAAE68/5Xq88P-utuA/s1600-h/DSCF5567.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFAdMHkq9I/AAAAAAAAE68/5Xq88P-utuA/s400/DSCF5567.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;And then some fall color, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;albeit&lt;/span&gt; covered in snow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFAdFxoanI/AAAAAAAAE7E/dZRVZGY-IF0/s1600-h/DSCF5570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFAdFxoanI/AAAAAAAAE7E/dZRVZGY-IF0/s400/DSCF5570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFAdcJ9qyI/AAAAAAAAE7M/NFZMKH0cdqE/s1600-h/DSCF5571.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFAdcJ9qyI/AAAAAAAAE7M/NFZMKH0cdqE/s400/DSCF5571.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;We decided to take a little jaunt down a side (gravel) road that said it lead to a lake.    It was worth it since the lake was very beautiful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFAdzjzkeI/AAAAAAAAE7U/vV1l5jGGV8w/s1600-h/DSCF5572.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFAdzjzkeI/AAAAAAAAE7U/vV1l5jGGV8w/s400/DSCF5572.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The best part of taking the Old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;McKenzie&lt;/span&gt; Highway is that you get to drive through a most unexpected scene in Oregon....  Miles and miles of lava beds.   Virtually utter and complete &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;devastation&lt;/span&gt;.  Last year we did this trip from the Sisters side and we both felt out breath being taken away as we rounded a bend in the woods and came across the first of the lava beds.  I experienced the same feeling again this year coming at it from a different direction and knowing what I would be seeing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBDwqh4yI/AAAAAAAAE7c/2PxLFWgJfMc/s1600-h/DSCF5582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBDwqh4yI/AAAAAAAAE7c/2PxLFWgJfMc/s400/DSCF5582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBEUv48nI/AAAAAAAAE7k/xMxi3Cm7Pgs/s1600-h/DSCF5583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBEUv48nI/AAAAAAAAE7k/xMxi3Cm7Pgs/s400/DSCF5583.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBEiEuOoI/AAAAAAAAE7s/n7YNKCxgSJU/s1600-h/DSCF5587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBEiEuOoI/AAAAAAAAE7s/n7YNKCxgSJU/s400/DSCF5587.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBE_NzhJI/AAAAAAAAE70/bToOpK4aSn4/s1600-h/DSCF5588.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBE_NzhJI/AAAAAAAAE70/bToOpK4aSn4/s400/DSCF5588.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBeuNcSII/AAAAAAAAE78/xUJJO1TV6go/s1600-h/DSCF5592.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBeuNcSII/AAAAAAAAE78/xUJJO1TV6go/s400/DSCF5592.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What really amazes me is that in the midst of all of this destruction and fields of lava, trees still continue to grow.  Or should I say struggle to grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBehPVM4I/AAAAAAAAE8E/5BJTOSs4VXs/s1600-h/DSCF5594.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBehPVM4I/AAAAAAAAE8E/5BJTOSs4VXs/s400/DSCF5594.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;If you look beyond this tree, you not only see the lava but also the remains of a rather large wildfire that ripped through this area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBe4ZzghI/AAAAAAAAE8M/v4v5ewIynz8/s1600-h/DSCF5595.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBe4ZzghI/AAAAAAAAE8M/v4v5ewIynz8/s400/DSCF5595.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;To the south you can see 2 of the 3 Sister's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBfHyosKI/AAAAAAAAE8U/a4KEgxK8PDw/s1600-h/DSCF5597.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFBfHyosKI/AAAAAAAAE8U/a4KEgxK8PDw/s400/DSCF5597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;And unlike last summer, the addition of the snow to the ground made the paths of the ancient lava flows very visible.  You can't really tell from the picture, but you could almost see ridges in the snow that were similar to lava flowing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFB5ERTIBI/AAAAAAAAE8c/Sqww6G0A7aI/s1600-h/DSCF5605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFB5ERTIBI/AAAAAAAAE8c/Sqww6G0A7aI/s400/DSCF5605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFB5Tl3grI/AAAAAAAAE8k/cOnrlYWmv-c/s1600-h/DSCF5612.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFB5Tl3grI/AAAAAAAAE8k/cOnrlYWmv-c/s400/DSCF5612.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFB5jbjM6I/AAAAAAAAE8s/_i9QdeHjP0s/s1600-h/DSCF5614.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFB5jbjM6I/AAAAAAAAE8s/_i9QdeHjP0s/s400/DSCF5614.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFB59ptrSI/AAAAAAAAE80/UtqSoPm9TrA/s1600-h/DSCF5615.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFB59ptrSI/AAAAAAAAE80/UtqSoPm9TrA/s400/DSCF5615.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Another picture from the sunroof.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFCX9ysFPI/AAAAAAAAE88/lMS-N3G60Vw/s1600-h/DSCF5617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFCX9ysFPI/AAAAAAAAE88/lMS-N3G60Vw/s400/DSCF5617.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFCYW2pQHI/AAAAAAAAE9E/EddokPn41UM/s1600-h/DSCF5618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFCYW2pQHI/AAAAAAAAE9E/EddokPn41UM/s400/DSCF5618.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFCYbP8xWI/AAAAAAAAE9M/4ld8iS6OiFE/s1600-h/DSCF5622.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFCYbP8xWI/AAAAAAAAE9M/4ld8iS6OiFE/s400/DSCF5622.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;This is the Dee Wright Observatory.  &lt;a href="http://www.byways.org/explore/byways/2148/places/11694/"&gt;http://www.byways.org/explore/byways/2148/places/11694/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFCYoZIMhI/AAAAAAAAE9U/ntd4X0__lKY/s1600-h/DSCF5623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFCYoZIMhI/AAAAAAAAE9U/ntd4X0__lKY/s400/DSCF5623.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;When you go up to the observatory there are cutouts, lava tube viewing windows,  all the way around that you can use to take pictures of the various mountains or craters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Belknap&lt;/span&gt; Crater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFC4LsYMnI/AAAAAAAAE9c/rdOQgiOVN-I/s1600-h/DSCF5635.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFC4LsYMnI/AAAAAAAAE9c/rdOQgiOVN-I/s400/DSCF5635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Belknap&lt;/span&gt; Crater&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFC4RSthfI/AAAAAAAAE9k/UuTQQ0CRhlw/s1600-h/DSCF5637.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFC4RSthfI/AAAAAAAAE9k/UuTQQ0CRhlw/s400/DSCF5637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Mt. Washington&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFC4Y6gCGI/AAAAAAAAE9s/ZLZiLl12v64/s1600-h/DSCF5639.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFC4Y6gCGI/AAAAAAAAE9s/ZLZiLl12v64/s400/DSCF5639.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Mt. Jefferson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFC4vw6ZHI/AAAAAAAAE90/xT4f63l7OdM/s1600-h/DSCF5643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFC4vw6ZHI/AAAAAAAAE90/xT4f63l7OdM/s400/DSCF5643.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are more mountains to see, but it was bitterly cold inside there with the wind whipping through and my fingers were starting to turn purple from the lack of gloves.  We quickly made our way back down to the car to turn the heat on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFDXV-jghI/AAAAAAAAE98/fYm2v8FdvxI/s1600-h/DSCF5648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFDXV-jghI/AAAAAAAAE98/fYm2v8FdvxI/s400/DSCF5648.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFDXnJPBxI/AAAAAAAAE-E/EQXdhYs_7xA/s1600-h/DSCF5655.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFDXnJPBxI/AAAAAAAAE-E/EQXdhYs_7xA/s400/DSCF5655.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFDX1LmpII/AAAAAAAAE-M/mh39pVuyLnM/s1600-h/DSCF5660.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFDX1LmpII/AAAAAAAAE-M/mh39pVuyLnM/s400/DSCF5660.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFDYY99oFI/AAAAAAAAE-U/GwCsfxe_jQQ/s1600-h/DSCF5678.JPG"&gt;&lt;img alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SQFDYY99oFI/AAAAAAAAE-U/GwCsfxe_jQQ/s400/DSCF5678.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were going to head back to Springfield via &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Santiam&lt;/span&gt; Pass, but decided to drive down to Bend and then Hwy 58.  And when we were almost home we stumbled across yet another covered bridge.  This is the Office Bridge and is the longest covered bridge in Oregon.  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With the weather getting colder they are getting friendlier and less afraid of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Tiger.  He is a very muscular boy cat.  While he doesn't like to be held, he does like to cuddle in the bed at night and chase my feet under the covers.  He used to run in terror when I came in the room and now he will sit on the couch with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPPoplRj5YI/AAAAAAAAE3w/uO_Ri4GNLc0/s1600-h/DSCF5529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPPoplRj5YI/AAAAAAAAE3w/uO_Ri4GNLc0/s400/DSCF5529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256800991149548930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a common scene in the evening.   I think there was a 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; cat on the couch right before I snapped the picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPPop05yrfI/AAAAAAAAE34/n1r7-HZWjr4/s1600-h/DSCF5534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPPop05yrfI/AAAAAAAAE34/n1r7-HZWjr4/s400/DSCF5534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256800995344821746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Moe and he is the latest to figure out that inside is pretty cool.  It took him just a few minutes of being inside for him to relax and cuddle.  I woke up in the middle of the night to find him sleeping in this box.  Sunday morning I woke up and found him sleeping upside down next to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPPoqI4KsjI/AAAAAAAAE4A/hqeLTSaE-0g/s1600-h/DSCF5538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPPoqI4KsjI/AAAAAAAAE4A/hqeLTSaE-0g/s400/DSCF5538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256801000706716210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey Kitten with his "I don't feel good" look.  He got into a fight with a neighbor cat last week and lost.  Poor kitty had to go to the vet and now has to endure 2 weeks on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;antibiotics&lt;/span&gt;.  He really wasn't feeling well last week, but Saturday night he started to perk up and was back to his weird self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPPqe9gagWI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/4Pc764rHbXU/s1600-h/DSCF5536.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPPqe9gagWI/AAAAAAAAE4Q/4Pc764rHbXU/s400/DSCF5536.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256803007698993506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey Kitten also thinks Brian's shows make good pillows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLR0HtGBTI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/tL_gAo5Zk_w/s1600-h/DSCF5522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLR0HtGBTI/AAAAAAAAE3Q/tL_gAo5Zk_w/s400/DSCF5522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256494408446379314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLR0MjuSQI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/bW1nfU_AWOs/s1600-h/DSCF5523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLR0MjuSQI/AAAAAAAAE3Y/bW1nfU_AWOs/s400/DSCF5523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256494409749252354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fraidy&lt;/span&gt; Cat.  He is still the most fearful of all of them.  I can't approach him, but he does sit on the floor and looks up at me with those big eyes.  He wants attention, but is to scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLR0ciW6lI/AAAAAAAAE3g/NmlSgHUSX9g/s1600-h/DSCF5525.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLR0ciW6lI/AAAAAAAAE3g/NmlSgHUSX9g/s400/DSCF5525.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256494414038493778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Grey Kitten trying to convince &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Fraidy&lt;/span&gt; Cat not to be so scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLR0ldrfBI/AAAAAAAAE3o/aZzoMz4akbM/s1600-h/DSCF5527.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLR0ldrfBI/AAAAAAAAE3o/aZzoMz4akbM/s400/DSCF5527.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256494416434789394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It was a wet grey day, but the drive back through the country side was still beautiful.    I had never been to Silver Falls so I was excited to see what was there.  Most of the waterfalls are only accessible by hiking, and neither of us was up to that.  But we did get to see 2 falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first was North Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLKht12qpI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/coPGc3-sncY/s1600-h/DSCF5425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLKht12qpI/AAAAAAAAE1Y/coPGc3-sncY/s400/DSCF5425.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256486395684760210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLKh8qSSjI/AAAAAAAAE1g/ZE3WYZ1LsGI/s1600-h/DSCF5430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLKh8qSSjI/AAAAAAAAE1g/ZE3WYZ1LsGI/s400/DSCF5430.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256486399662770738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a short drive we came to the campground/picnic area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLKiFY3azI/AAAAAAAAE1o/JLkaQR08hxM/s1600-h/DSCF5436.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLKiFY3azI/AAAAAAAAE1o/JLkaQR08hxM/s400/DSCF5436.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256486402005625650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fall leaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLKiW-q4DI/AAAAAAAAE1w/sP6jTrBOeYI/s1600-h/DSCF5437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLKiW-q4DI/AAAAAAAAE1w/sP6jTrBOeYI/s400/DSCF5437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256486406727589938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lodge at Silver Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLLib1lgNI/AAAAAAAAE14/32I7lnkPAo8/s1600-h/DSCF5440.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLLib1lgNI/AAAAAAAAE14/32I7lnkPAo8/s400/DSCF5440.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256487507543294162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is South Falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLLiv_J4uI/AAAAAAAAE2A/BPgHdONI548/s1600-h/DSCF5448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLLiv_J4uI/AAAAAAAAE2A/BPgHdONI548/s400/DSCF5448.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256487512952136418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the brave at heart you can hike to the bottom and then behind the falls.  Neither of us are brave at heart, so we stayed up at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLLi389YJI/AAAAAAAAE2I/ZQkkmsUh4F4/s1600-h/DSCF5462.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLLi389YJI/AAAAAAAAE2I/ZQkkmsUh4F4/s400/DSCF5462.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256487515090411666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLLjLV6npI/AAAAAAAAE2Q/IDVnYfj-clo/s1600-h/DSCF5484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLLjLV6npI/AAAAAAAAE2Q/IDVnYfj-clo/s400/DSCF5484.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256487520295362194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking down at the bridge at the bottom of the canyon.  I am sure the hike down is easy, but don't even want to think about the hike up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLOilL5dUI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/17ov3_7Pb0c/s1600-h/DSCF5499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLOilL5dUI/AAAAAAAAE2Y/17ov3_7Pb0c/s400/DSCF5499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256490808587679042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is the creek above the falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLOi_SrKnI/AAAAAAAAE2g/y9wz62B5umU/s1600-h/DSCF5502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLOi_SrKnI/AAAAAAAAE2g/y9wz62B5umU/s400/DSCF5502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256490815595424370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I thought this little girl was so cute peering through the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLOjCEj8gI/AAAAAAAAE2o/oNgftyC26vo/s1600-h/DSCF5504.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLOjCEj8gI/AAAAAAAAE2o/oNgftyC26vo/s400/DSCF5504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256490816341537282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLOjeaPmDI/AAAAAAAAE2w/Y1U9q292m2E/s1600-h/DSCF5513.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLOjeaPmDI/AAAAAAAAE2w/Y1U9q292m2E/s400/DSCF5513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256490823948671026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in case you ever wonder where Christmas trees come from.... we drove through miles and miles of Christmas tree farms.  This one even had it's own special view point on the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLPs65FppI/AAAAAAAAE24/PfizrRGr1ZE/s1600-h/DSCF5515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLPs65FppI/AAAAAAAAE24/PfizrRGr1ZE/s400/DSCF5515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256492085724685970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLPs_gdV2I/AAAAAAAAE3A/vE8m351-cRo/s1600-h/DSCF5516.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLPs_gdV2I/AAAAAAAAE3A/vE8m351-cRo/s400/DSCF5516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256492086963558242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLPtAVCigI/AAAAAAAAE3I/kwByhe3W2ls/s1600-h/DSCF5517.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLPtAVCigI/AAAAAAAAE3I/kwByhe3W2ls/s400/DSCF5517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256492087184099842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Back in August we took the train to Vancouver and when we went through Jefferson, OR we noticed a very cool looking bridge and made a note to make and return some day to photograph it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLDiLbKIyI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/bBZEjesnv8s/s1600-h/DSCF5385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLDiLbKIyI/AAAAAAAAE0Q/bBZEjesnv8s/s400/DSCF5385.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256478707044459298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLDiQ_WxzI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/kl9jMd7Etk8/s1600-h/DSCF5384.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLDiQ_WxzI/AAAAAAAAE0Y/kl9jMd7Etk8/s400/DSCF5384.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256478708538459954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLDis6_kNI/AAAAAAAAE0g/sCI057Uat1I/s1600-h/DSCF5387.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLDis6_kNI/AAAAAAAAE0g/sCI057Uat1I/s400/DSCF5387.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256478716036354258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The picture below is my attempt at being artistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLDjduS18I/AAAAAAAAE0o/qn_t_KSD0e8/s1600-h/DSCF5390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLDjduS18I/AAAAAAAAE0o/qn_t_KSD0e8/s400/DSCF5390.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256478729136428994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLFkM5RhzI/AAAAAAAAE0w/lnVp2uTr0S4/s1600-h/DSCF5396.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLFkM5RhzI/AAAAAAAAE0w/lnVp2uTr0S4/s400/DSCF5396.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256480940822202162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure the age of the vehicle bridge, but a sign at the top of the railroad bridge says 1906, which I assume is when it was constructed.  102 years old!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLFk5e36aI/AAAAAAAAE1A/i18E1SwG45Y/s1600-h/DSCF5408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLFk5e36aI/AAAAAAAAE1A/i18E1SwG45Y/s400/DSCF5408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256480952791067042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The 2 bridges were somewhat mirror images of each other, both with similar arches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLFlLWIPyI/AAAAAAAAE1I/I4Fi3DJtfcA/s1600-h/DSCF5417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLFlLWIPyI/AAAAAAAAE1I/I4Fi3DJtfcA/s400/DSCF5417.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256480957586226978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A quick shot of fall foliage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLH16oBP1I/AAAAAAAAE1Q/Cvx8T2ynCoY/s1600-h/DSCF5399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SPLH16oBP1I/AAAAAAAAE1Q/Cvx8T2ynCoY/s400/DSCF5399.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256483444178894674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I have been busy unpacking, getting settled in and mostly trying to find a job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love living down here.  I love the quietness and just general laid back attitude that this part of Oregon seems to evoke.    I hear people talk about how bad traffic is around here, but after commuting to downtown Portland for 7 years, Eugene/Springfield have a long ways to go until they truly experience "bad" traffic.  So far the worst I have seen is when UofO has a home game and one happens to be foolish enough to drive past Autzen Stadium prior to game time.  We did that over Labor Day just so I could see what it was like.   I was glad not to be one of the people living near the stadium or one of the thousands trying to find parking and not go broke in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Job hunting has been very frustrating.  There have been several large companies with huge layoffs in the area and given the current ecomony jobs are scarse.  Add to that the fact that salaries down here are much lower then Portland.   I have had a couple of interviews, one with the company Brian works for in fact.  That would be a great opportunity, but they are uncertain of what they really are looking for.  I had another company offer me a position but at a much much lower salary then I feel my experience calls for.  So Brian &amp;amp; I decided that it probably wasn't the job for me.  At the same time that offer came along I also received the opportunity for a temp position through Accountemps.  It is for probably one of the best companies to work for down here and one that I would LOVE to work for pemanently.  It is for Emerald People's Utility District and they provide electrical service to the outlying communities.  Ironically....they also offer internet access for their customers and Brian maintains their internet servers.  In fact it was their server that crashed while we were having our wedding pictures taken.    Brian was thrilled that I got this opportunity, he loves the company and hopes that something permanent will open up for me.   I started last Monday and the job goes through November.   It felt good to get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The past weekend was the Eugene Celebration.  Brian and I went on Saturday to see the parade and explore the area afterwards.  It was fun.  Nothing beats a small town parade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM3_aRpFeaI/AAAAAAAAEyw/uH2l0LPmgwo/s1600-h/DSCF5233.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM3_aRpFeaI/AAAAAAAAEyw/uH2l0LPmgwo/s400/DSCF5233.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246129967833905570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM3_aoTWYTI/AAAAAAAAEy4/kFE2yqweM2M/s1600-h/DSCF5172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM3_aoTWYTI/AAAAAAAAEy4/kFE2yqweM2M/s400/DSCF5172.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246129973916754226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM3_ayTcZtI/AAAAAAAAEzA/G_QMO8wmMOY/s1600-h/DSCF5283.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM3_ayTcZtI/AAAAAAAAEzA/G_QMO8wmMOY/s400/DSCF5283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246129976601503442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4Aev6ISAI/AAAAAAAAEzI/8DGPYdgmrO4/s1600-h/DSCF5301.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4Aev6ISAI/AAAAAAAAEzI/8DGPYdgmrO4/s400/DSCF5301.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246131144189560834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4Ae6JW3dI/AAAAAAAAEzQ/qQgkK4pmJwM/s1600-h/DSCF5230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4Ae6JW3dI/AAAAAAAAEzQ/qQgkK4pmJwM/s400/DSCF5230.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246131146937785810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4AfU2Fp4I/AAAAAAAAEzY/HJFMzKOQIG0/s1600-h/DSCF5227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4AfU2Fp4I/AAAAAAAAEzY/HJFMzKOQIG0/s400/DSCF5227.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246131154104723330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4AfmJ_mFI/AAAAAAAAEzg/XFLe6bI-UB0/s1600-h/DSCF5332.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4AfmJ_mFI/AAAAAAAAEzg/XFLe6bI-UB0/s400/DSCF5332.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246131158751615058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course, this being Eugene, one nevers knows what one might see in a parade........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4CBaMPGrI/AAAAAAAAEzo/2kAzMfIYZtI/s1600-h/DSCF5342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4CBaMPGrI/AAAAAAAAEzo/2kAzMfIYZtI/s400/DSCF5342.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246132839166974642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4CB3B36mI/AAAAAAAAEzw/FGdNDKaEJbs/s1600-h/DSCF5352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4CB3B36mI/AAAAAAAAEzw/FGdNDKaEJbs/s400/DSCF5352.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246132846908140130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4CCFsdzMI/AAAAAAAAEz4/s-FFbrDF9H0/s1600-h/DSCF5298.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4CCFsdzMI/AAAAAAAAEz4/s-FFbrDF9H0/s400/DSCF5298.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246132850844880066" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the parade was over with we wandered around downtown through the farmers market and then over to the celebration area where we found sitting under a tree reading Moby Dick Brian's friend and groomsman from our wedding, Jamie.   It was fun to catch up with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4CCVu1mnI/AAAAAAAAE0A/DEZ_CxhT9z8/s1600-h/DSCF5369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SM4CCVu1mnI/AAAAAAAAE0A/DEZ_CxhT9z8/s400/DSCF5369.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246132855149795954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It was a pretty boring sunset.   But I did get some great pictures of the waves crashing on the shore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjaexY275I/AAAAAAAAEw0/sB5XzgTwerY/s1600-h/DSCF4949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjaexY275I/AAAAAAAAEw0/sB5XzgTwerY/s400/DSCF4949.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235674789006733202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjafdHmLaI/AAAAAAAAEw8/GPtFyskvhDA/s1600-h/DSCF4935.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjafdHmLaI/AAAAAAAAEw8/GPtFyskvhDA/s400/DSCF4935.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235674800745491874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjafqjlEzI/AAAAAAAAExE/_QvGAIhQtD8/s1600-h/DSCF4974.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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We were on this side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKm-QmEjRAI/AAAAAAAAExk/ULoNU-OZ8GY/s1600-h/DSCF5067.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKm-QmEjRAI/AAAAAAAAExk/ULoNU-OZ8GY/s400/DSCF5067.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235925234101732354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog prints in the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKm-Q1_VSlI/AAAAAAAAExs/VRWvkkPf2cs/s1600-h/DSCF5069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKm-Q1_VSlI/AAAAAAAAExs/VRWvkkPf2cs/s400/DSCF5069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235925238374812242" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKm-RaG6jvI/AAAAAAAAEx0/u1cc8aRubvs/s1600-h/DSCF5070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKm-RaG6jvI/AAAAAAAAEx0/u1cc8aRubvs/s400/DSCF5070.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235925248070291186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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However, since the direct drive is rather short, and being the photographers that we are, and not being able to miss an opportunity to make a short drive take all day we decided to head a little bit north and take the 3 Capes Scenic Drive which starts in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Tillamook&lt;/span&gt; and heads south along the coast, past 3 lighthouses and some amazing views.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://pacificcity.org/3capes/drive.html"&gt;http://pacificcity.org/3capes/drive.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Our first stop was an amazing vantage point looking north up the coast and across &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tillamook&lt;/span&gt; Bay.  There had apparently been a landslide, probably last winter, that created this amazing vista.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKijPQ_2gEI/AAAAAAAAEs8/qFE4WEgeNJk/s1600-h/DSCF4863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKijPQ_2gEI/AAAAAAAAEs8/qFE4WEgeNJk/s400/DSCF4863.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235614049474347074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;And of course, our after wedding decorations as staying firmly in place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKijPyd7dkI/AAAAAAAAEtE/prwSoR-E1K4/s1600-h/DSCF4871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKijPyd7dkI/AAAAAAAAEtE/prwSoR-E1K4/s400/DSCF4871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235614058458871362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The next stop just up the road was Cape &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Mears&lt;/span&gt; State Park, home of Cape &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Mears&lt;/span&gt; Lighthouse, the shortest lighthouse in Oregon, the largest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Sitka&lt;/span&gt; Spruce tree in Oregon, and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Octopus&lt;/span&gt; Tree.  We missed the largest Spruce tree, but did make the short hike to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Octopus&lt;/span&gt; Tree.  It was pretty impressive to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKijQezejUI/AAAAAAAAEtM/ORVyvVkrlSQ/s1600-h/DSCF4873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKijQezejUI/AAAAAAAAEtM/ORVyvVkrlSQ/s400/DSCF4873.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235614070360411458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKijQ8PGWhI/AAAAAAAAEtU/WQmzV2PQbQg/s1600-h/DSCF4874.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKijQ8PGWhI/AAAAAAAAEtU/WQmzV2PQbQg/s400/DSCF4874.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235614078260894226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This view is looking south down the coast and toward&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Three Arch Rocks National Wildlife Refuge&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;.   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://www.fws.gov/oregoncoast/3archrocks/"&gt;http://www.fws.gov/oregoncoast/3archrocks/ &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKijRXQgygI/AAAAAAAAEtc/C0zpiG_g_VE/s1600-h/DSCF4878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKijRXQgygI/AAAAAAAAEtc/C0zpiG_g_VE/s400/DSCF4878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235614085514578434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;These rocks are home to thousands and thousands of nesting seabirds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKimNmrxtfI/AAAAAAAAEtk/SL41kN_MhDc/s1600-h/DSCF4876.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKimNmrxtfI/AAAAAAAAEtk/SL41kN_MhDc/s400/DSCF4876.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235617319470872050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKimN5Xf53I/AAAAAAAAEts/iAFO-E4h2ig/s1600-h/DSCF4882.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKimN5Xf53I/AAAAAAAAEts/iAFO-E4h2ig/s400/DSCF4882.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235617324486092658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKimORIhtxI/AAAAAAAAEt0/GznZ-1YrakM/s1600-h/DSCF4885.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKimORIhtxI/AAAAAAAAEt0/GznZ-1YrakM/s400/DSCF4885.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235617330865747730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our first glimpse of the light house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKimOhlsTBI/AAAAAAAAEt8/2fIyVv3ijMw/s1600-h/DSCF4888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKimOhlsTBI/AAAAAAAAEt8/2fIyVv3ijMw/s400/DSCF4888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235617335283043346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is looking north and more nesting grounds for seabirds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKimO9QPdvI/AAAAAAAAEuE/T2ozOFD2RPo/s1600-h/DSCF4889.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKimO9QPdvI/AAAAAAAAEuE/T2ozOFD2RPo/s400/DSCF4889.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235617342709266162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKipTzC-b4I/AAAAAAAAEuM/r88PQTE7AqM/s1600-h/DSCF4894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKipTzC-b4I/AAAAAAAAEuM/r88PQTE7AqM/s400/DSCF4894.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235620724403498882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The black specks on the top of this rock are birds.  Thousands of them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKipUdCZjEI/AAAAAAAAEuU/JzLz93VAFGM/s1600-h/DSCF4898.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKipUdCZjEI/AAAAAAAAEuU/JzLz93VAFGM/s400/DSCF4898.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235620735675370562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKipU_uF0GI/AAAAAAAAEuc/7SSL6JHo_ZE/s1600-h/DSCF4905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKipU_uF0GI/AAAAAAAAEuc/7SSL6JHo_ZE/s400/DSCF4905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235620744985432162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Another peak of the lighthouse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKipVH7mScI/AAAAAAAAEuk/-pbcFSmxWRg/s1600-h/DSCF4906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKipVH7mScI/AAAAAAAAEuk/-pbcFSmxWRg/s400/DSCF4906.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235620747189569986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKipVgX00wI/AAAAAAAAEus/mWJ0tlmhaAU/s1600-h/DSCF4909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKipVgX00wI/AAAAAAAAEus/mWJ0tlmhaAU/s400/DSCF4909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235620753750414082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I thought this little girl walking to the lighthouse was so adorable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKiqlWApLPI/AAAAAAAAEu0/bZ3v6SHxGTM/s1600-h/DSCF4900.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKiqlWApLPI/AAAAAAAAEu0/bZ3v6SHxGTM/s400/DSCF4900.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235622125358361842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKiqlv2PUyI/AAAAAAAAEu8/WqRBCRFSKmw/s1600-h/DSCF4910.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKiqlv2PUyI/AAAAAAAAEu8/WqRBCRFSKmw/s400/DSCF4910.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235622132294046498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKiql0A57TI/AAAAAAAAEvE/YcZ4f7TAzj0/s1600-h/DSCF4912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKiql0A57TI/AAAAAAAAEvE/YcZ4f7TAzj0/s400/DSCF4912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235622133412523314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A better view of the sea birds.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKiqmXop8LI/AAAAAAAAEvM/nKJMXmBewEc/s1600-h/DSCF4914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKiqmXop8LI/AAAAAAAAEvM/nKJMXmBewEc/s400/DSCF4914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235622142974488754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;And then, when we got down to the lighthouse and we looking north we caught a glimpse of some military jets in the sky.  I assumed they were the fighters out of Portland on a practice run.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKiqnKjbw1I/AAAAAAAAEvU/UC2rqRETCHM/s1600-h/DSCF4915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKiqnKjbw1I/AAAAAAAAEvU/UC2rqRETCHM/s400/DSCF4915.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235622156642796370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;It wasn't until we got home and were looking at the pictures that we discovered it was actually the Blue Angels we were watching.  Pretty cool in my book.   We watched them fly south a bit so a few maneuvers and then they headed back north and past us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKir-q0KKUI/AAAAAAAAEvc/D8mlSFCAU3s/s1600-h/DSCF4916.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKir-q0KKUI/AAAAAAAAEvc/D8mlSFCAU3s/s400/DSCF4916.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235623659951499586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKir_DIf0EI/AAAAAAAAEvk/OlfagawS5vA/s1600-h/DSCF4917.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKir_DIf0EI/AAAAAAAAEvk/OlfagawS5vA/s400/DSCF4917.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235623666479255618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKir_X-mgMI/AAAAAAAAEvs/PY4HR1dv8wk/s1600-h/DSCF4918.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKir_X-mgMI/AAAAAAAAEvs/PY4HR1dv8wk/s400/DSCF4918.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235623672074895554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKir_nl3nMI/AAAAAAAAEv0/c7LJaQzUQr8/s1600-h/DSCF4919.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKir_nl3nMI/AAAAAAAAEv0/c7LJaQzUQr8/s400/DSCF4919.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235623676266126530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our next stop was in Oceanside where we looked northward toward Cape &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mears&lt;/span&gt;.  It was rather windy and a little on the cold side so we didn't stay there long.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKisALzaSII/AAAAAAAAEv8/bwRya608J_s/s1600-h/DSCF4921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKisALzaSII/AAAAAAAAEv8/bwRya608J_s/s400/DSCF4921.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235623685986601090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;This is another view looking south down the coast at a viewpoint off Hwy 101 north of Lincoln City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjVoa-r_XI/AAAAAAAAEwE/mAmWh9p8gps/s1600-h/DSCF4928.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjVoa-r_XI/AAAAAAAAEwE/mAmWh9p8gps/s400/DSCF4928.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235669457231936882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjVowRpipI/AAAAAAAAEwM/sqI5UqwUFKo/s1600-h/DSCF4929.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjVowRpipI/AAAAAAAAEwM/sqI5UqwUFKo/s400/DSCF4929.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235669462948612754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjVpfTOuNI/AAAAAAAAEwU/qWdBwz7rhLs/s1600-h/DSCF4931.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjVpfTOuNI/AAAAAAAAEwU/qWdBwz7rhLs/s400/DSCF4931.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235669475571710162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;We finally arrived in Lincoln City and Inn at Spanish Head where we were going to spend the 3rd night.  What an impressive hotel.  It is built right into the side of the hill.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjVqGDLa8I/AAAAAAAAEwc/3GzYzBytWZU/s1600-h/DSCF5012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKjVqGDLa8I/AAAAAAAAEwc/3GzYzBytWZU/s400/DSCF5012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235669485973367746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Our room was on the second floor, above the pool.  Nice for close access to the beach.  Not so nice when the fire alarm went off about 10 minutes after we got in the room and we had to climb 7 flights of stairs to evacuate.    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Our fist stop was at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Munson&lt;/span&gt; Creek Falls.  It is the highest waterfall on the Oregon Coast and was pretty impressive.  Although when we turned down the road to the falls Brian and I wondered where we were headed.  First it is a nicely paved road with a lane in each direction, then it becomes a wide gravel road and then a very narrow gravel road.   But we finally arrived at the end of the road, er parking lot.  It was a short fairly easy hike to the falls.  However, sadly because of the winter storms several trees were down across the path so we couldn't go all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS3fIwhT0I/AAAAAAAAErU/sFTt8beHzgU/s1600-h/DSCF4829.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS3fIwhT0I/AAAAAAAAErU/sFTt8beHzgU/s400/DSCF4829.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234510412466179906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS3fZ7Zj-I/AAAAAAAAErc/5cB7pjjbgQw/s1600-h/DSCF4832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS3fZ7Zj-I/AAAAAAAAErc/5cB7pjjbgQw/s400/DSCF4832.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234510417075212258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS3f_TOl-I/AAAAAAAAErk/8amAiLSgYwk/s1600-h/DSCF4833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS3f_TOl-I/AAAAAAAAErk/8amAiLSgYwk/s400/DSCF4833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234510427107268578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS3gd8hzPI/AAAAAAAAErs/PuBqac0KsbM/s1600-h/DSCF4835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS3gd8hzPI/AAAAAAAAErs/PuBqac0KsbM/s400/DSCF4835.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234510435333557490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS49N1856I/AAAAAAAAEr0/LSLcL5yZ1k8/s1600-h/DSCF4837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS49N1856I/AAAAAAAAEr0/LSLcL5yZ1k8/s400/DSCF4837.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234512028738840482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS49UleiQI/AAAAAAAAEr8/i39A437DI-Y/s1600-h/DSCF4838.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS49UleiQI/AAAAAAAAEr8/i39A437DI-Y/s400/DSCF4838.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234512030548789506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Tillamook&lt;/span&gt; Cheese Factory.  What a busy busy place.  Although not much cheese making was going on since it was Sunday.  Just tons and tons of tourists.  We got some ice cream and picked up some cheese from the store and headed on up the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS492-Wf_I/AAAAAAAAEsE/LcFpyIDCZMk/s1600-h/DSCF4842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS492-Wf_I/AAAAAAAAEsE/LcFpyIDCZMk/s400/DSCF4842.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234512039779926002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our next stop was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Rockaway&lt;/span&gt; Beach where we went and laid on the beach for a nap for awhile.  There was someone flying a kite above us and I was able to snap this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS4-CHREmI/AAAAAAAAEsM/MJNMzWTgwcQ/s1600-h/DSCF4844.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS4-CHREmI/AAAAAAAAEsM/MJNMzWTgwcQ/s400/DSCF4844.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234512042770109026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS6oLq5QQI/AAAAAAAAEsU/SBjfGDcx4CQ/s1600-h/DSCF4845.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS6oLq5QQI/AAAAAAAAEsU/SBjfGDcx4CQ/s400/DSCF4845.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234513866401595650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS6op12ERI/AAAAAAAAEsc/GmGeCKZsG38/s1600-h/DSCF4846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS6op12ERI/AAAAAAAAEsc/GmGeCKZsG38/s400/DSCF4846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234513874500587794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went back to the B&amp;amp;B to get our picnic lunch and then headed south to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Tierra&lt;/span&gt; Del Mar to sit on the beach and have dinner.  While we were there the fog rolled in and soon most of the surrounding landscape was shrouded in fog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS6pIoSRRI/AAAAAAAAEsk/XNN_R-je1eM/s1600-h/DSCF4847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS6pIoSRRI/AAAAAAAAEsk/XNN_R-je1eM/s400/DSCF4847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234513882765214994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS6qVdGcLI/AAAAAAAAEss/em4xQ23FcPQ/s1600-h/DSCF4848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS6qVdGcLI/AAAAAAAAEss/em4xQ23FcPQ/s400/DSCF4848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234513903387832498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS6qzBvYuI/AAAAAAAAEs0/faVbQ7yejOQ/s1600-h/DSCF4851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKS6qzBvYuI/AAAAAAAAEs0/faVbQ7yejOQ/s400/DSCF4851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234513911326139106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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If you want to see wedding pictures drop me an email and I will let you know how you can view them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it is going to be so hot today I am trying to do activities inside that will hopefully keep me and the house cool.  That means I probably won't get much unpacking done.  But I can get caught up on emails and post some of the pictures from our honeymoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went on a short honeymoon but it was a very much needed break.  We had an amazing time.   The first 2 nights we went to an amazing B&amp;amp;B near Pacific City, OR.  The Sand Lake Country Inn - &lt;a href="http://www.sandlakecountryinn.com/index.htm"&gt;http://www.sandlakecountryinn.com/index.htm&lt;/a&gt; .  If you are looking for a place to escape to where you won't be disturbed this place is it.   No phones!! Even cell phones.  And for those of you who know that was something Brian especially needed.  He is on call 24/7 and the cell can go off at any time.  Including on his wedding day.  Yes, in the middle of pictures a server crashed and his cell phone started screaming.   He tried his best to deal with before the wedding, but finally just had to turn the phone off.   When we left after the service he turned it back on and was able finally to fix the problem just as we dropped out of cell range.  We didn't realize until the next day when we left the B&amp;amp;B and got onto 101 that we had been out of cell range the whole time.  It was GREAT!!!  Brian thanked the innkeepers for being located out of cell range and said that we would be back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't rave enough about the B&amp;amp;B.  It was beautiful.  We had the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Starlight&lt;/span&gt; Suite - &lt;a href="http://www.sandlakecountryinn.com/rooms-starlight.htm"&gt;http://www.sandlakecountryinn.com/rooms-starlight.htm&lt;/a&gt;.  It is the entire top floor of the B&amp;amp;B.   It was so amazing.  It even had a jacuzzi tub which I couldn't wait to soak in.   And the bed was incredible...I wanted to bring it home with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And unlike many B&amp;amp;B's, you get breakfast delivered to your room.  And it isn't just any little breakfast.  It is a 4 course feast!!!!  I regret not taking a picture of the huge basket full of food.   Let just say it kept us full for most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch/dinner on Sunday Brian ordered their Togetherness Package, which is a picnic basket filled with food that you can take down to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRtzDgyiiI/AAAAAAAAEpk/za5S1Z8yWug/s1600-h/DSCF4849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRtzDgyiiI/AAAAAAAAEpk/za5S1Z8yWug/s400/DSCF4849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234429390794951202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRtzQSNkXI/AAAAAAAAEps/V-Ox0nmuAd8/s1600-h/DSCF4850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRtzQSNkXI/AAAAAAAAEps/V-Ox0nmuAd8/s400/DSCF4850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234429394223468914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it doesn't look it.  The basket was filled with food and we ended up bringing most of it home with us to eat over the next couple of days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also didn't get many pictures of the B&amp;amp;B since, well, my mind wasn't on taking pictures.  But here are a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the view out our deck:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRvCMlhd8I/AAAAAAAAEp0/HtTjtAX33bA/s1600-h/DSCF4852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRvCMlhd8I/AAAAAAAAEp0/HtTjtAX33bA/s400/DSCF4852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234430750440388546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Up the main path to the front door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRvCsrYPDI/AAAAAAAAEp8/39kC6Ty3oB8/s1600-h/DSCF4855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRvCsrYPDI/AAAAAAAAEp8/39kC6Ty3oB8/s400/DSCF4855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234430759054883890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRvDcJb7mI/AAAAAAAAEqE/0l49bubFf_I/s1600-h/DSCF4856.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRvDcJb7mI/AAAAAAAAEqE/0l49bubFf_I/s400/DSCF4856.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234430771797421666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRvDj0pXcI/AAAAAAAAEqM/90iTXoKyUSA/s1600-h/DSCF4857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKRvDj0pXcI/AAAAAAAAEqM/90iTXoKyUSA/s400/DSCF4857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234430773857705410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKSyVZJOy2I/AAAAAAAAEqU/fgluVvCe-nA/s1600-h/DSCF4859.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKSyVZJOy2I/AAAAAAAAEqU/fgluVvCe-nA/s400/DSCF4859.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234504747507960674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKSyV6iTuqI/AAAAAAAAEqc/69FFHESleF0/s1600-h/DSCF4860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKSyV6iTuqI/AAAAAAAAEqc/69FFHESleF0/s400/DSCF4860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234504756471511714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKSyWcL3UXI/AAAAAAAAEqk/9_A-pRTpRdY/s1600-h/DSCF4861.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SKSyWcL3UXI/AAAAAAAAEqk/9_A-pRTpRdY/s400/DSCF4861.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234504765504180594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But of course the best flowers were the ones that we brought all the way from Vancouver on the back of the car.   They were a little dried out by the time we arrived, but would you believe we didn't start losing flowers for about 5 days!!!  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My brother and his family arrived on Monday night and Brian's family arrived on Wednesday.  Because we were a group where the kids nearly outnumbered the adults I planned to fun events for us to all do together.  On Thursday we went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Multnomah&lt;/span&gt; Falls and Bonneville Dam.  It was a perfect day for a trip to the gorge.  Surprisingly there was very little wind.  For those unfamiliar with the Columbia Gorge, it tends to be a large wind funnel with winds so strong it makes driving and standing difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJixhUhBiAI/AAAAAAAAEnU/mgo9nNwFukI/s1600-h/DSCF4724.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJixhUhBiAI/AAAAAAAAEnU/mgo9nNwFukI/s400/DSCF4724.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231126153191852034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the group decided to make the short hike up to the bridge.   I choose to stay behind since my foot had been bothering me and I didn't want to risk injuring it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJixh7mbczI/AAAAAAAAEnc/Ub5oBICKcaw/s1600-h/DSCF4727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJixh7mbczI/AAAAAAAAEnc/Ub5oBICKcaw/s400/DSCF4727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231126163683504946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJixiadV38I/AAAAAAAAEnk/kcqC2p3omYo/s1600-h/DSCF4732.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJixiadV38I/AAAAAAAAEnk/kcqC2p3omYo/s400/DSCF4732.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231126171966889922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Then after hiking to that bridge, everyone except my mom decided to make the hike up to the top of the falls.   I don't have any pictures from that, but from what I am told they had the time of their lives.  They ended up breaking up into 2 groups since the girls had to take frequent breaks to tie shoes and take pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While they were climbing the falls the rest of us stayed behind and explored the gift shop and cool shade outside the lodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a rather sweet story about the picture below.  These two darling girls are our two youngest nieces - Katie, Brian's Niece is on the left and Janessa, my niece is on the right.  Katie is very outgoing while Janessa is quiet and more reserved.  This was the first time they had meet each other and were both scheduled to be flower girls in the wedding.  A first Janessa was a little shy about interacting with Katie, but then Katie went into the gift shop and both both of them a special purple rock.  When she presented it to Janessa outside the gift shop, the two were inseparable from that point on.  It was like they had known each other all their lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJixigibqNI/AAAAAAAAEns/YJHS6tIHnHo/s1600-h/DSCF4734.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJixigibqNI/AAAAAAAAEns/YJHS6tIHnHo/s400/DSCF4734.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231126173598853330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying the fun company outside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Multnomah&lt;/span&gt; Falls Lodge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJiz_nh5rCI/AAAAAAAAEn0/y3YlU9qmG-U/s1600-h/DSCF4738.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJiz_nh5rCI/AAAAAAAAEn0/y3YlU9qmG-U/s400/DSCF4738.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231128872715136034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two new best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJiz_y1IShI/AAAAAAAAEn8/BP2udvCbHgA/s1600-h/DSCF4739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJiz_y1IShI/AAAAAAAAEn8/BP2udvCbHgA/s400/DSCF4739.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231128875748575762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we finished at the falls we made a quick trip to the dam for a picnic and to let the kids see the sturgeon.  Unfortunately because the hike to the top of falls to longer then planned this part of the trip got cut very short.  But from what I heard everyone still had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi0AeeEb9I/AAAAAAAAEoE/bU_LdQ_FBuA/s1600-h/DSCF4745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi0AeeEb9I/AAAAAAAAEoE/bU_LdQ_FBuA/s400/DSCF4745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231128887463014354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I love this picture of my sister.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi0A0QxWbI/AAAAAAAAEoM/fpUZ3A87LJU/s1600-h/DSCF4747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi0A0QxWbI/AAAAAAAAEoM/fpUZ3A87LJU/s400/DSCF4747.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231128893312817586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our fun day outside we headed inside for the wedding rehearsal.  It was a good thing the wedding wasn't that evening, because during the day the construction crew had decided to do some work on the ceiling above the stage.  There was a big ugly hole and brown paper all over the stage.  And Kerry our wedding coordinator had spent 4 hours the day before mopping the whole area.  Sadly it all had to be done again on Friday.  But I didn't care because as I have stated over and over again - all that really mattered was the Brian and I were getting married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi2dwV6NOI/AAAAAAAAEo0/e95J1ZKAphM/s1600-h/DSCF4771.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi2dwV6NOI/AAAAAAAAEo0/e95J1ZKAphM/s400/DSCF4771.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231131589500089570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi2es4pvTI/AAAAAAAAEo8/CNxvljGZV_Q/s1600-h/DSCF4777.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi2es4pvTI/AAAAAAAAEo8/CNxvljGZV_Q/s400/DSCF4777.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231131605751938354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After the rehearsal we went back to my mom's for dinner.  I had arranged to have a scrumptious dinner catered by &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Goldies&lt;/span&gt; Texas Style BBQ - http://www.goldiesbbq.com/.  If you are in the Portland/Vancouver area be sure to pay these people a visit.  We have known Charles and Goldie for over 20 years and I can't begin to tell you how great their food is.  YUM YUM YUM!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi1zcfDfHI/AAAAAAAAEoc/7jknPXxeMso/s1600-h/DSCF4781.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi1zcfDfHI/AAAAAAAAEoc/7jknPXxeMso/s400/DSCF4781.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231130862615231602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my brother, Andy (on the left) and Brian's brother in law, Todd (on the right).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi1z96dHGI/AAAAAAAAEok/UV366Q28M38/s1600-h/DSCF4782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi1z96dHGI/AAAAAAAAEok/UV366Q28M38/s400/DSCF4782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231130871588527202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Tori, my maid of honor and good friend since before high school (on the left) and my sister Cathy, on the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi10QdJ2jI/AAAAAAAAEos/l0efcc3k6e4/s1600-h/DSCF4785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi10QdJ2jI/AAAAAAAAEos/l0efcc3k6e4/s400/DSCF4785.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231130876565903922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of Paul &amp;amp; Debbie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;MacLurg&lt;/span&gt;.  I first met them back in 1987 at a college retreat right after they had gotten married and right before they moved to Vancouver.  They eventually came on staff at New Heights and led our college group for several years before Paul became an Executive Pastor at New Heights.  There wasn't any one else that I wanted to marry us.  And luckily all though they have gone on to pursue other career interests this year, they were available for our wedding.  Paul helped make it a fun day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi5plTIo1I/AAAAAAAAEpE/OFOGM3SRSIw/s1600-h/DSCF4786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi5plTIo1I/AAAAAAAAEpE/OFOGM3SRSIw/s400/DSCF4786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231135091228975954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of Brian (right) and Jamie (left), his best man and former roommate from College.  For those of you who remember I also worked with David another roommate of theirs from college.  Sadly David was not able to be at the wedding because of a preplanned family vacation.  But we will plan another college roommate reunion at a later date.  Apparently the three have not seen each other since David's wedding 20 years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi5qlT06NI/AAAAAAAAEpM/UBqyikdejfs/s1600-h/DSCF4787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi5qlT06NI/AAAAAAAAEpM/UBqyikdejfs/s400/DSCF4787.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231135108411746514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This is Brian's dad, John, his sister, Julia and of course the adorable Katie.  If I remember right she was trying to tell a very interesting story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi5rJrc73I/AAAAAAAAEpU/1yGaqWyVgWI/s1600-h/DSCF4789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi5rJrc73I/AAAAAAAAEpU/1yGaqWyVgWI/s400/DSCF4789.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231135118174515058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Janessa, Katie and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Katiana&lt;/span&gt; (far right), another one of my nieces.  They were playing horsey with the jump rope and their were quiet elaborate instructions that went along with whole process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi5rVp1n6I/AAAAAAAAEpc/6pOplubJd3g/s1600-h/DSCF4797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SJi5rVp1n6I/AAAAAAAAEpc/6pOplubJd3g/s400/DSCF4797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5231135121388969890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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A friend of my mom's is a florist and today she and her husband took me to a wholesale flower market to pick out fresh flowers for the wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have been a florist.  I could have spent all day in there.  And the smell was just amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvAOFkbLQI/AAAAAAAAEmU/HIr15ns67BA/s1600-h/DSCF4708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvAOFkbLQI/AAAAAAAAEmU/HIr15ns67BA/s400/DSCF4708.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222979541111876866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvAOnMkzKI/AAAAAAAAEmc/LrwvYMHDxXo/s1600-h/DSCF4709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvAOnMkzKI/AAAAAAAAEmc/LrwvYMHDxXo/s400/DSCF4709.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222979550138649762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvAPFkpW5I/AAAAAAAAEmk/xQzOR_rMJy4/s1600-h/DSCF4710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvAPFkpW5I/AAAAAAAAEmk/xQzOR_rMJy4/s400/DSCF4710.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222979558292675474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvAPqzXHxI/AAAAAAAAEms/amQzVEuXsSU/s1600-h/DSCF4711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvAPqzXHxI/AAAAAAAAEms/amQzVEuXsSU/s400/DSCF4711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222979568286506770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvBNxTJdkI/AAAAAAAAEm0/J0uv6XBjEio/s1600-h/DSCF4712.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvBNxTJdkI/AAAAAAAAEm0/J0uv6XBjEio/s400/DSCF4712.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980635182331458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This blue flower below is going to look great and really pop with the Black Eyed &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Susan's&lt;/span&gt; from my mom's yard that we plan to use.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvBOahRSJI/AAAAAAAAEm8/ma7Sp8mU6-0/s1600-h/DSCF4713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvBOahRSJI/AAAAAAAAEm8/ma7Sp8mU6-0/s400/DSCF4713.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980646247418002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvBOylN_OI/AAAAAAAAEnE/ZMEQ1Ubsy7o/s1600-h/DSCF4714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvBOylN_OI/AAAAAAAAEnE/ZMEQ1Ubsy7o/s400/DSCF4714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980652706430178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think we are going to use the roses below for my bouquet.  I loved the soft purple color in them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvBPAULXRI/AAAAAAAAEnM/QoFN-y1e9L0/s1600-h/DSCF4715.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHvBPAULXRI/AAAAAAAAEnM/QoFN-y1e9L0/s400/DSCF4715.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222980656393051410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just have to figure out what I want the bouquet to look like.......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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I am getting so excited.  While things have been very stressful getting everything finished up at my job I am so happy that planning this wedding has been such a fun experience.  Last night I got to go down to the church we are going to be married at to meet with our wedding coordinator and see the work that has been done on the building.  I was very please, although as I told Kerry I could have easily gotten married there before they started all the work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just so people can see the difference, this a picture from February when we first went to visit the location and before any work was started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjvExiNseI/AAAAAAAAEkY/GuX8yXb1aW4/s1600-h/2008_0302_163818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjvExiNseI/AAAAAAAAEkY/GuX8yXb1aW4/s400/2008_0302_163818.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222186633231446498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, the after picture.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjvFInfe6I/AAAAAAAAEkg/eVjJRmGXOa8/s1600-h/DSCF4692.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjvFInfe6I/AAAAAAAAEkg/eVjJRmGXOa8/s400/DSCF4692.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222186639427599266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of the blue carpet was removed  and refinished.  The pews were repositioned to make wider aisle ways and had the very ugly blue cushions removed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjvFpHNC3I/AAAAAAAAEko/uaFHSBY7Vwk/s1600-h/DSCF4693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjvFpHNC3I/AAAAAAAAEko/uaFHSBY7Vwk/s400/DSCF4693.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222186648150543218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjv0DhgfRI/AAAAAAAAEkw/Mv3K7plSqtg/s1600-h/DSCF4694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjv0DhgfRI/AAAAAAAAEkw/Mv3K7plSqtg/s400/DSCF4694.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222187445514173714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is where our reception will be held.  It is right behind the sanctuary.  During the service the tall doors separating the 2 rooms will be closed, but we will open them afterwards to open up the space&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjv0jn30KI/AAAAAAAAEk4/0DwNyal6jBg/s1600-h/DSCF4695.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjv0jn30KI/AAAAAAAAEk4/0DwNyal6jBg/s400/DSCF4695.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222187454130802850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The stage was set for another wedding.  It gave me some great ideas on how we can make our stage much more beautiful.  I am hoping to use one of my mom's antique lace table clothes for the unity candle table.  Then we will be lining the front of the stage with freshly planted flower pots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjv0x0O80I/AAAAAAAAElA/orGB3Hcj_4I/s1600-h/DSCF4687.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjv0x0O80I/AAAAAAAAElA/orGB3Hcj_4I/s400/DSCF4687.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222187457940747074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a picture of an antique Victrola that we are going to use to put the guest book on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjwjtcN_TI/AAAAAAAAElI/sSIcl7RnYwI/s1600-h/DSCF4675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjwjtcN_TI/AAAAAAAAElI/sSIcl7RnYwI/s400/DSCF4675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222188264220130610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I got a few quick pictures of some of the stained glass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjwkN_tyWI/AAAAAAAAElQ/b8Qdj032Abs/s1600-h/DSCF4667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjwkN_tyWI/AAAAAAAAElQ/b8Qdj032Abs/s400/DSCF4667.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222188272958949730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjwkn9YaFI/AAAAAAAAElY/c3pbdX07aPE/s1600-h/DSCF4668.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjwkn9YaFI/AAAAAAAAElY/c3pbdX07aPE/s400/DSCF4668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222188279928481874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Finally, this a picture of the Bride's room.  Again, another amazing room.   I would someday love to live in a house with a room like this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjxUzjbpII/AAAAAAAAElg/oXX4kQF7H50/s1600-h/DSCF4662.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjxUzjbpII/AAAAAAAAElg/oXX4kQF7H50/s400/DSCF4662.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222189107674588290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjxVNy1TBI/AAAAAAAAElo/I5Cog3BIPeY/s1600-h/DSCF4664.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjxVNy1TBI/AAAAAAAAElo/I5Cog3BIPeY/s400/DSCF4664.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222189114718506002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjxVVWiIKI/AAAAAAAAElw/WUtKev7DUpw/s1600-h/DSCF4666.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHjxVVWiIKI/AAAAAAAAElw/WUtKev7DUpw/s400/DSCF4666.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222189116747292834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually got to watch another wedding rehearsal last night.  It was interesting to say the least.  I learned alot, but most importantly I witnessed some things that I will not allow to happen at our wedding.  Mostly the fact that I felt our wedding coordinator was very much taken advantage of.  This building is a work in progress and we were all made very much aware of that from the beginning.  They could not guarantee what condition the building would be in come the wedding, but Kerry has worked very very hard to get that changes that have been done completed.  She has poured her heart and soul into it.  And yes, there are still many many imperfections.  But if one can't look at an old building and love it despite it's imperfections then one should choose somewhere else to get married.  Kerry even fought for us when the church wanted to cancel our weddings because of the construction.  I feel so very privileged to be able to be married here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when you come to our wedding, there may not be "real" bathrooms, rather porta potty's outside.  And yes there will be a giant dirt pit just off the main entrance - that will eventually become a childrens playground.  No there isn't any fancy lighting, but who needs lights when the light that comes through the magnificent stained glass windows is so amazing.  (BTW, those were almost removed during the construction for repair - but once again Kerry saved the day and fought to keep them in until after the wedding.)   You will probably see patchwork on the walls, and I am sure that other discerning critical people could spend their time picking out imperfections.  But at the end of the day what matters most to Brian and I is not the appearance of where we are getting married, but that we will BE married and that we get to share such a special moment with the people that matter most in our lives.  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It always ends up with me in tears and something always goes wrong.  I think it goes back to when we moved as a kid and I didn't want to move.  When I moved back to Vancouver from Seattle in 1999 I proclaimed to my mom that I was NEVER moving again.  EVER!!!  If I was going to have to move then Prince Charming was going to have to come and move me himself.  Ha!  Little did I know that a few years later that Prince Charming would come into my life and get to experience the joy of helping me move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to move my stuff before the wedding instead of trying to do it afterwards.  First we were going to try and do it the weekend before the wedding when we would have lots of help with my sister and her boys here.  But the more I thought about it the more I realized that I didn't want to have a bunch of help and since Brian's house is smaller too many people would make the job even more complicated.  So because we both had a 3 day weekend over the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; we decided to make the move then.  And Brian so graciously agreed to drive the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Uhaul&lt;/span&gt; with all my stuff.  Poor guy spent 8 hours that weekend in the car (he had to drive up to Vancouver, then drive the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Uhaul&lt;/span&gt; down to Springfield, then ride back to Vancouver with me and then drove his car back home)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The toughest part of this move is trying to decide what I am taking with me, since not all my stuff would fit in Brian's house.  (Poor guy, I don't know if he realized just what a pack rat I am??) What I would leave with my mom and what I would toss.  Tossing stuff would be easy, if I could just find time to figure out what to toss.  I decided to leave the clothes until later since that can easily be moved in the car.  So I choose to move the big and heavy stuff.  Mostly books and a good part of my craft items.  (Someday I hope to get back to my craft projects)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I was packing a ton of stuff, but when we got the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Uhaul&lt;/span&gt; loaded I was surprised to see just how little it really was.  So after getting it packed we headed down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWUdcxqlII/AAAAAAAAEiw/HBR98Z1lUGE/s1600-h/DSCF4642.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWUdcxqlII/AAAAAAAAEiw/HBR98Z1lUGE/s400/DSCF4642.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221242576667579522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWUdm22acI/AAAAAAAAEi4/x7lhujE9ris/s1600-h/DSCF4643.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWUdm22acI/AAAAAAAAEi4/x7lhujE9ris/s400/DSCF4643.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221242579373681090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once we got to Brian's house the cats were quick to check out the new arrival.  Especially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt;.  She was very curious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWUed4E2OI/AAAAAAAAEjA/stoW7ZT_sVw/s1600-h/DSCF4644.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWUed4E2OI/AAAAAAAAEjA/stoW7ZT_sVw/s400/DSCF4644.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221242594142771426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWUfX1-JuI/AAAAAAAAEjI/WqmzYEoLFP4/s1600-h/DSCF4645.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWUfX1-JuI/AAAAAAAAEjI/WqmzYEoLFP4/s400/DSCF4645.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221242609703200482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWVo8f7PII/AAAAAAAAEjQ/u8aPBx2Dp5s/s1600-h/DSCF4646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWVo8f7PII/AAAAAAAAEjQ/u8aPBx2Dp5s/s400/DSCF4646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221243873673297026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWVpbcGk6I/AAAAAAAAEjY/OUH4pnl8d9c/s1600-h/DSCF4647.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWVpbcGk6I/AAAAAAAAEjY/OUH4pnl8d9c/s400/DSCF4647.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221243881978762146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had just a little help putting all my cookbooks away. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWVpq1vS9I/AAAAAAAAEjg/cZhQxy5mPLM/s1600-h/DSCF4648.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWVpq1vS9I/AAAAAAAAEjg/cZhQxy5mPLM/s400/DSCF4648.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221243886112820178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWVqFR88OI/AAAAAAAAEjo/NazMvIYVm8o/s1600-h/DSCF4649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWVqFR88OI/AAAAAAAAEjo/NazMvIYVm8o/s400/DSCF4649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221243893210476770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWY48oplqI/AAAAAAAAEkQ/TlXltth3XAM/s1600-h/DSCF4654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWY48oplqI/AAAAAAAAEkQ/TlXltth3XAM/s400/DSCF4654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221247447122679458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Osama&lt;/span&gt; quickly claimed this storage container as hers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWYURR7_tI/AAAAAAAAEjw/iNcAaA87j-U/s1600-h/DSCF4651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWYURR7_tI/AAAAAAAAEjw/iNcAaA87j-U/s400/DSCF4651.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221246817009401554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Miss Sable even decided to be a little playful for a bit and pose for some pictures.  A rare event for sure.  That was until she rolled too much and feel off the step stool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWYVGeCo_I/AAAAAAAAEj4/cyWglT9eAmg/s1600-h/DSCF4652.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWYVGeCo_I/AAAAAAAAEj4/cyWglT9eAmg/s400/DSCF4652.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221246831287247858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWYVTzTEII/AAAAAAAAEkA/fDg0NzMR_sk/s1600-h/DSCF4653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SHWYVTzTEII/AAAAAAAAEkA/fDg0NzMR_sk/s400/DSCF4653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221246834866065538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all it turned out to be a very fun weekend.  Brian and I were both exhausted but we both know at the end of all of this we will get to finally be together.  And I once again learned why I love him so much and just how lucky I am to have met such a wonderful man that I get to spend the rest of my life with!!! :) :) :) :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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It was so much fun.  Brian of course was required to be there and it was fun to have him there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWfvQA49QI/AAAAAAAAEg4/V6I-XVG-oKw/s1600-h/Party+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWfvQA49QI/AAAAAAAAEg4/V6I-XVG-oKw/s400/Party+003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216751377479955714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Patty our Office Manager, she put together such a wonderful spread, the food was very yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWfv-lOcCI/AAAAAAAAEhI/blKftrNyz7A/s1600-h/Party+005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWfv-lOcCI/AAAAAAAAEhI/blKftrNyz7A/s400/Party+005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216751389980389410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our yummy cake :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWgDWd9AgI/AAAAAAAAEhg/7sSXrLVeHIA/s1600-h/Party+008.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWgDWd9AgI/AAAAAAAAEhg/7sSXrLVeHIA/s400/Party+008.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216751722809852418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWgDW1H77I/AAAAAAAAEho/K8ro5VJ0g3c/s1600-h/Party+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWgDW1H77I/AAAAAAAAEho/K8ro5VJ0g3c/s400/Party+009.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216751722907037618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was asked to choose what kind of food I wanted and last year we had a BBQ at lunch time that was so much fun, so I requested that we BBQ again.  David was so gracious to bring in his BBQ and cook all the food. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;David BTW also happens to be a former college roommate of Brian's.  Of course I did not know that when I went to work at Schmitt.  We discovered that last summer when Brian joined me at a company dinner and he and David spotted each other.  They had not seen each other in 20 years.  Such a small world.  At the party yesterday Brian told people that he knew I was the one he was supposed to marry after that event.  It was obvious that God had truly brought us together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWgECEzBXI/AAAAAAAAEhw/I_LECSysLIU/s1600-h/Party+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWgECEzBXI/AAAAAAAAEhw/I_LECSysLIU/s400/Party+010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216751734515500402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Some of my coworkers.  I have really enjoyed this job and everyone is so pleasant to work with.  I will miss all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWhOHbW5QI/AAAAAAAAEh4/5JszpyPCZTY/s1600-h/Party+011.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWhOHbW5QI/AAAAAAAAEh4/5JszpyPCZTY/s400/Party+011.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216753007262622978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWhOXG7sII/AAAAAAAAEiA/i4uwRFVBZhU/s1600-h/Party+012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWhOXG7sII/AAAAAAAAEiA/i4uwRFVBZhU/s400/Party+012.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216753011471921282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have any candid pictures of Brian &amp;amp; I and I really love these two. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWhOt8IpVI/AAAAAAAAEiI/mJlL1Jpp0_g/s1600-h/Party+013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWhOt8IpVI/AAAAAAAAEiI/mJlL1Jpp0_g/s400/Party+013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216753017600648530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWhOgjh7wI/AAAAAAAAEiQ/GPhaF8tLIoI/s1600-h/Party+014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SGWhOgjh7wI/AAAAAAAAEiQ/GPhaF8tLIoI/s400/Party+014.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216753014007787266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course after we got done eating we got to practice cutting the cake.   The group wanted us to feed each other cake, but I think we will save that event for the real wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ironically this party fell on the 1 month mark from our real wedding.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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But not without much drama.   Right after we got engaged I found these cool do it yourself invitations that included a picture with the actual invitation being printed on vellum.   I liked them because alot of people have either never meet Brian or seen us together.  And after I bought the 1st box I did a test print on my home printer.  No problem, the vellum printed just perfectly so I foolishly thought I was good to go.  This past week I spent getting our picture figured out and pulling together the final pieces to print everything.  Friday night I started the print process.  I am not sure if it was due to the heat but my printer choose to not behave.  First I couldn't get the labels to print correctly.  They would print fine on plan paper, but stick the label paper in the printer and the alignment got all messed up.  Then the printer decided that it need to grab 2 or 3 pieces at a time and Windows couldn't seem to figure out that the printer really wasn't jammed.   Arghhh.... I finally resorted to copying the labels on the printer and not printing them off the computer.  Next I tried printing the invitations out.  The first few went just great.  But it went downhill from there.  Either the printer would grab too many at once or even feeding them one at a time it would fold the vellum as it pulled it in.   And poor Brian, the whole time is on the phone with me trying to get me to calm down as my blood pressure is quickly rising.  Finally about 1 am I gave up and decided to take the whole project to Kinko's to print in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a few hours of sleep I got up, gathered up my stuff and went to Kinkos.  Only to find out that they won't print on vellum because it jams their machines.  They were nice however to refer me to another place in town that could do it.  However, after driving in circles trying to find the other printer I discovered they are only open Mon-Fri 9-5.  Arghh!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo...I came home just a wee bit more frustrated and decided to give my printer one more try.  I figured it I was patient, fed the pages one at a time and helped guide them through, while it might take me a few hours I could get it done.  I also set up a fan in the room to keep it cool.  After printing about 10 I was starting to feel better about the process, things were going smoothly.  Was I ever wrong.   Let's just say the whole project went to hell from there.  I finally threw in the towel and called Brian in tears saying I was off to find us some new invitations.   The printer seemed to print card stock just perfectly so my only hope was to find something like that.    Luckily I found something I liked at Michaels and they told me that if I had any problems printing they would gladly take them back.  So back I home drove with my new invitations with fingers and toes crossed that this time they would work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cautiously ran a few through the printer and after I was confident that all was well I printed them in small batches until they were all done.    Yeah!!!!  While they are not the really cool ones that I had originally picked out, they are nice invitations and even have a little detail that is similar to my dress on them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wish I could have figured out a way to add the picture, since it is a great shot.  I took it the weekend we got engaged.  But I will figure out someway to incorporate it into our wedding.  (Brian had suggested that we cover a wall at his house with the pictures since I have about 75 copies of them.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SDC6YI0dEVI/AAAAAAAAEgw/0IOGgQtLDJY/s1600-h/2008_0120_105655-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SDC6YI0dEVI/AAAAAAAAEgw/0IOGgQtLDJY/s400/2008_0120_105655-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201862493460042066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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This spring I haven't taken nearly as many pictures, mostly because I have been busy with wedding stuff and work.  And the weather here has been so weird it hasn't really been all that conducive to getting out and taking pictures.  But we have had some fairly decent evenings this week so I got out with the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the backyard at my mom's is a very old very large cherry tree.  It is loaded with blossoms right now...I hope that means lots of cherries in a few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk2eITDLiI/AAAAAAAAEfM/QjEA25XG2H0/s1600-h/2008_0426_193054.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk2eITDLiI/AAAAAAAAEfM/QjEA25XG2H0/s400/2008_0426_193054.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195243536399937058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk3u4TDLlI/AAAAAAAAEfk/82dNEAhpsco/s1600-h/2008_0429_181646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk3u4TDLlI/AAAAAAAAEfk/82dNEAhpsco/s400/2008_0429_181646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195244923674373714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk3voTDLmI/AAAAAAAAEfs/kNFcfOzbi1c/s1600-h/2008_0429_181714.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk3voTDLmI/AAAAAAAAEfs/kNFcfOzbi1c/s400/2008_0429_181714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195244936559275618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spot always has some story he has to tell me.  Whenever I am outside taking pictures he can usually be found close under foot.  Although trying to photograph him can be difficult.  In this picture I think he was unhappy because it was so wet and cold outside.  He really wants summer to come so he can lounge in the yard and roll in the dirt and become a brown cat again.  With the nice weather over the weekend, he started getting a start on his summer brown tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk3wITDLnI/AAAAAAAAEf0/z0FyfpOUJto/s1600-h/2008_0426_193240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk3wITDLnI/AAAAAAAAEf0/z0FyfpOUJto/s400/2008_0426_193240.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195244945149210226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow a few years ago we ended up with Lupin in a couple of flower pots.  Not sure how it got there but I sure love it early in the spring, especially right after it rains.  It captures drops of rain so beautifully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk2e4TDLjI/AAAAAAAAEfU/1yVfmqjNWjE/s1600-h/2008_0429_182345-1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk2e4TDLjI/AAAAAAAAEfU/1yVfmqjNWjE/s400/2008_0429_182345-1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195243549284838962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I zoomed in closer on the above picture I couldn't believe all the detail in the reflection, including the clouds in the sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk2fITDLkI/AAAAAAAAEfc/8UEwtq-QW_0/s1600-h/2008_0429_182345-2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk2fITDLkI/AAAAAAAAEfc/8UEwtq-QW_0/s400/2008_0429_182345-2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195243553579806274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom has some amazing peonies growing the the front yard this year.   And they are huge.  I planted one of these in Brian's front yard and hopefully next spring we will have the same flowers blooming outside our bedroom window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk6CYTDLoI/AAAAAAAAEf8/sAnaDejG-Lw/s1600-h/2008_0429_182658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk6CYTDLoI/AAAAAAAAEf8/sAnaDejG-Lw/s400/2008_0429_182658.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195247457705078402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My mom's hand in comparison to one of the flowers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk6C4TDLpI/AAAAAAAAEgE/b561pH7HBeM/s1600-h/2008_0430_161803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk6C4TDLpI/AAAAAAAAEgE/b561pH7HBeM/s400/2008_0430_161803.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195247466295013010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And finally, a silly cat pictures.  My 3 cats have all decided that they like sleeping on the dinning room table on towels.  Of course you would never catch all 3 there at the same time.   Spot was only there briefly and sitting as far away from the girls as possible since they might both pounce on him at any moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk6DITDLqI/AAAAAAAAEgM/UEqBJkxdzPw/s1600-h/2008_0430_173946.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SBk6DITDLqI/AAAAAAAAEgM/UEqBJkxdzPw/s400/2008_0430_173946.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5195247470589980322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This weekend I am going down to Brian's and if the weather is as nice as they say it is going to be we are going to try and get out and get some exercise with our cameras in tow.  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Brian and I had our first and turns out only meeting for premarital counseling.  (Don't worry we are still getting married.)  I think we tend to puzzle people.  Back in February we took an assessment test that our church gives to couple contemplating marriage.   It is part of a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-marriage class that the church offers.  The assessment was a ton of questions covering everything from children, to conflicts, to religion, to self esteem, to your individual families and childhood.  We each took separate tests.  The results of the assessment are then used by the leader of the class to know how to gear the rest of the course.  However, due to a lack of interest, the particular session we enrolled in only had 2 other couples sign up and both of those couples were in the early 20's.  So the leader made arrangements for each of the couples to receive some individual time with him.  Saturday Brian and I got to meet with for the first of what was to be 2 sessions.  I was especially curious to see how Brian and I did.  We do such a great job of communicating and have talked about so many things from the very beginning.  I was sorta nervous, but not too bad.  But I really had no reason to be nervous and it actually turned out to be a very fun session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian got to start out by telling our story.  I love hearing him tell it, he really lights up when he talks about how we meet.    Then we each got to tell our separate spiritual story.   Again I love listening to Brian tell his.  While we each had very similar childhoods and similar experiences.  Hearing Brian talk about challenges he faced after college and his battle with depression and how he overcame it makes me appreciate all the more what a strong person he is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got to the specifics of the assessment test.  Here is where it got interesting.  Brian and I answered most of the questions the same.  So much, that if we hadn't answered a few questions differently, the counselor said he would have thought we had copied each others test.  Then he gave us a simpler more concise set of questions to answer about what we saw as strengths in our relationship and areas of growth.   Again, without looking at each others sheet, Brian and I pretty much gave the same answers.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;....    Next he showed us a graph that showed based on the test results what type of relationship we had.  There were 4 different levels and amusingly Brian and I were mostly above the top level in all areas.  And the areas that we had the greatest difference in answers were not areas of huge concern.  Finally he asked us to point on a chart to where we each say our relationship and surprise surprise, we both picked the same box. :)  By the end of the 2 hours the counselor said that unless we had some specific areas of concern that we wanted to go over with him, that he didn't see the need for us to come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Brian and I each looked at our e Harmony profiles from 2 years ago and were not surprised to see how similar they really were.  Not that Brian and I are clones of each other, we are different in many ways, but I think all of this has shown us that in the things that really matter in life, in the things that are important in insuring a long lifetime marriage, we are very similar.  And it just reassured me that we are making the right decision to get married at this point in our relationship. (not that I was having any doubts)  And I also believe that our individual strengths and weaknesses are great compliments to the other person's strengths and weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then tonight as we were saying goodbye, Brian said the most special thing to me about our relationship.  Something he had never shared with me before.  He told me that last September when we discovered that I was working for his former college roommate's father, that was the moment he realized that I was the person God had destined for him.  He only wishes that our paths would have crossed 25 years earlier.  But I reminded him that those 25 years have made us into the people we are today and that we needed to go through those experiences to be able to appreciate just what a special gift we have in each other.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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He is very sweet and spends most of his day pondering life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGb83-opZI/AAAAAAAAEds/oFbZpNQsIjU/s1600-h/2008_0412_155607.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGb83-opZI/AAAAAAAAEds/oFbZpNQsIjU/s400/2008_0412_155607.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188599715828639122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sable - the devil cat.  She spends most of her life trying to find Osama bin Kitten who she feels she must destroy.  Last night I tried to make friends with her and am now sporting a nice big deep scratch on the inside of my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGb9X-opaI/AAAAAAAAEd0/JK5RfnEQrKw/s1600-h/2008_0412_183152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGb9X-opaI/AAAAAAAAEd0/JK5RfnEQrKw/s400/2008_0412_183152.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188599724418573730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Moe, one of the kittens that was born in Brian's front yard last summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGb93-opbI/AAAAAAAAEd8/YsVQF_5am2I/s1600-h/2008_0412_183331.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGb93-opbI/AAAAAAAAEd8/YsVQF_5am2I/s400/2008_0412_183331.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188599733008508338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grey Kitten - another of the kittens born in the front yard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGe83-opcI/AAAAAAAAEeE/lX3hodcBB4Y/s1600-h/2008_0412_183456.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGe83-opcI/AAAAAAAAEeE/lX3hodcBB4Y/s400/2008_0412_183456.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188603014363522498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Mom 1 trying to attack a tree.  She was the first momma cat to have Kittens in Brian's front yard.  He has been able to adopt out 2 of them and Moe has yet to find a home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGe9H-opdI/AAAAAAAAEeM/QFeZ503efsM/s1600-h/2007_1231_114618.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGe9H-opdI/AAAAAAAAEeM/QFeZ503efsM/s400/2007_1231_114618.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188603018658489810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is Osama bin Kitten - the terrorist cat.  She loves to sit on top of the fridge and smack Brian in the head as he walks by.  Poor kitty always has to been on the look out for Sable the Devil Cat who has a death wish out for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGe9n-opeI/AAAAAAAAEeU/SrU2yIbcb9Q/s1600-h/2008_0101_180010.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGe9n-opeI/AAAAAAAAEeU/SrU2yIbcb9Q/s400/2008_0101_180010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188603027248424418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Osama, trying to look innocent, but really waiting for the next opportunity to attack Brian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGe-H-opfI/AAAAAAAAEec/_Kk905wR1vQ/s1600-h/2008_0128_172226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/SAGe-H-opfI/AAAAAAAAEec/_Kk905wR1vQ/s400/2008_0128_172226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188603035838359026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And these 2 darlings are my cats.  Grey Socks is the one with the bird in mouth and Spot is her brother.  And yes he got his name because he was born with a black spot on his forehead, however it disappeared when he turn a year old.  These 2 will be staying with my mom when I move to Eugene.  We are going to get Brian down to 3 cats and hopefully leave it at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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He has never been out to Cannon Beach or north of there and since we are thinking about honeymooning out there I thought it would be fun to just take a trip with him out there.  We had a lot of fun and the weather on Saturday was AMAZING!!!  Sunday was miserable, but that was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ok&lt;/span&gt; because we wanted to be back in Vancouver in time to go to Easter services at church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our first stop for the day was Camp 18.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.oregonlive.com/oregoncoast/oregonian/related.ssf?/outdoors/hiking/hike26.html"&gt;http://www.oregonlive.com/oregoncoast/oregonian/related.ssf?/outdoors/hiking/hike26.html&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a really cool restaurant and logging museum that my parents used to stop at on their way to the coast.  It is at mile post 18 on Hwy 26.  Outside are various old pieces of logging equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hpQWikJcI/AAAAAAAAEZU/0OFEOzie3ns/s1600-h/2008_0322_144036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hpQWikJcI/AAAAAAAAEZU/0OFEOzie3ns/s400/2008_0322_144036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181507100939134402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hpQ2ikJdI/AAAAAAAAEZc/NT_Vn9KMKA8/s1600-h/2008_0322_144045.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hpQ2ikJdI/AAAAAAAAEZc/NT_Vn9KMKA8/s400/2008_0322_144045.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181507109529069010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hpRWikJeI/AAAAAAAAEZk/Hu2DqH3Yztc/s1600-h/2008_0322_144055.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-huZ2ikJkI/AAAAAAAAEaU/tSWYVC0MiPM/s400/2008_0322_144524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181512761706030658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-huaGikJlI/AAAAAAAAEac/eBKZ4dtmIvM/s1600-h/2008_0322_144602.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-huaGikJlI/AAAAAAAAEac/eBKZ4dtmIvM/s400/2008_0322_144602.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181512766000997970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hua2ikJmI/AAAAAAAAEak/xvuEqih9AHY/s1600-h/2008_0322_144727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hua2ikJmI/AAAAAAAAEak/xvuEqih9AHY/s400/2008_0322_144727.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181512778885899874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hubWikJnI/AAAAAAAAEas/CK-4HtrthCU/s1600-h/2008_0322_144736.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hubWikJnI/AAAAAAAAEas/CK-4HtrthCU/s400/2008_0322_144736.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181512787475834482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went on to Cannon Beach and walked out on the beach to see Haystack Rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hvTWikJoI/AAAAAAAAEa0/7RSvL_VV7Ww/s1600-h/2008_0322_152756.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hvTWikJoI/AAAAAAAAEa0/7RSvL_VV7Ww/s400/2008_0322_152756.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181513749548508802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hvUGikJpI/AAAAAAAAEa8/FR6fz9r2XUU/s1600-h/2008_0322_153220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hvUGikJpI/AAAAAAAAEa8/FR6fz9r2XUU/s400/2008_0322_153220.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181513762433410706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hvU2ikJqI/AAAAAAAAEbE/_u7HJ8igq3Q/s1600-h/2008_0322_153500.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hvU2ikJqI/AAAAAAAAEbE/_u7HJ8igq3Q/s400/2008_0322_153500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181513775318312610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hvVWikJrI/AAAAAAAAEbM/zRLMcYkkCvY/s1600-h/2008_0322_154107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hvVWikJrI/AAAAAAAAEbM/zRLMcYkkCvY/s400/2008_0322_154107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181513783908247218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got this great picture of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Tillamook&lt;/span&gt; Rock Lighthouse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lighthousefriends.com/light.asp?ID=135"&gt;http://www.lighthousefriends.com/light.asp?ID=135&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hwcGikJsI/AAAAAAAAEbU/-zpEZcO98TU/s1600-h/2008_0322_152812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hwcGikJsI/AAAAAAAAEbU/-zpEZcO98TU/s400/2008_0322_152812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181514999383992002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This seagull came and landed just a few feet away from where we were sitting.  I think he knew how much I love taking pictures of seagulls cause he seemed to pose for some of my shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hysWikJtI/AAAAAAAAEbc/LWihwLkYTC4/s1600-h/2008_0322_154241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hysWikJtI/AAAAAAAAEbc/LWihwLkYTC4/s400/2008_0322_154241.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181517477580121810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hys2ikJuI/AAAAAAAAEbk/J0tMtkXst3c/s1600-h/2008_0322_154250.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hys2ikJuI/AAAAAAAAEbk/J0tMtkXst3c/s400/2008_0322_154250.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181517486170056418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hytWikJvI/AAAAAAAAEbs/9R-ugiBwMsA/s1600-h/2008_0322_154305.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hytWikJvI/AAAAAAAAEbs/9R-ugiBwMsA/s400/2008_0322_154305.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181517494759991026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hytmikJwI/AAAAAAAAEb0/9QWX0qE24BQ/s1600-h/2008_0322_154324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-hytmikJwI/AAAAAAAAEb0/9QWX0qE24BQ/s400/2008_0322_154324.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181517499054958338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cape Disappointment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last place we stopped at on Saturday was Cape Disappointment.  My mom and I had been here a couple of years ago and hiked out the to the lighthouse.  A hike I don't plan on doing again, but we got a great view of the lighthouse from the road out to the north jetty. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lighthousefriends.com/light.asp?ID=115"&gt;http://www.lighthousefriends.com/light.asp?ID=115&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h0E2ikJxI/AAAAAAAAEb8/vF_n2XAzAzo/s1600-h/2008_0322_173757.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h0E2ikJxI/AAAAAAAAEb8/vF_n2XAzAzo/s400/2008_0322_173757.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181518997998544658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h0FWikJyI/AAAAAAAAEcE/FeVvkT6Fjjs/s1600-h/2008_0322_174653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h0FWikJyI/AAAAAAAAEcE/FeVvkT6Fjjs/s400/2008_0322_174653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181519006588479266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h0FmikJzI/AAAAAAAAEcM/keaIOncp8Do/s1600-h/2008_0322_173849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h0FmikJzI/AAAAAAAAEcM/keaIOncp8Do/s400/2008_0322_173849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181519010883446578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h0GGikJ0I/AAAAAAAAEcU/FKmvD5J3D9U/s1600-h/2008_0322_174817.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h0GGikJ0I/AAAAAAAAEcU/FKmvD5J3D9U/s400/2008_0322_174817.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181519019473381186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian found this cool formation on the side of the rock cliff near the lighthouse.  If you look closely you can almost see a face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h07WikJ1I/AAAAAAAAEcc/__9Xgga_01I/s1600-h/2008_0322_174912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h07WikJ1I/AAAAAAAAEcc/__9Xgga_01I/s400/2008_0322_174912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181519934301415250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h072ikJ2I/AAAAAAAAEck/ZGfQWcyHQ64/s1600-h/2008_0322_174924.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h072ikJ2I/AAAAAAAAEck/ZGfQWcyHQ64/s400/2008_0322_174924.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181519942891349858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And of course I couldn't resist taking a picture of Brian taking pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h08WikJ3I/AAAAAAAAEcs/OKRpYqd82_4/s1600-h/2008_0322_174723.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h08WikJ3I/AAAAAAAAEcs/OKRpYqd82_4/s400/2008_0322_174723.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181519951481284466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course he was none to happy when he saw me with the camera pointed his way. :)  He doesn't like having his picture taken. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h082ikJ4I/AAAAAAAAEc0/ACUgN7G7XtI/s1600-h/2008_0322_174745.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R-h082ikJ4I/AAAAAAAAEc0/ACUgN7G7XtI/s400/2008_0322_174745.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181519960071219074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we had a really fun time just being together and the weekend came to an end to quickly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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Last fall our church purchased a building in downtown Vancouver, the Columbia Arts Center.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Columbia Arts Center is located in Vancouver, Washington, USA, at 400 West Evergreen Blvd. Originally constructed in 1912 as a Presbyterian church to replace the wooden structure that burnt in 1911.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is a beautiful old building.  Lots of amazing stained glass.  Right now the building is in the midst of a pretty major renovation, but luckily most of that is taking place on the basement level.  About the only major changes that will be happening on the main level will be changing the current paint color.  For whatever reason, the City of Vancouver painted over all the beautiful woodwork with 2 shades of very ugly blue paint.  So our wedding coordinator from church is going to work on at least getting it painted a more neutral shade since stripping the woodwork is cost prohibitive.    There will also possibly be some changes made to the stage area.  But the building still has all the original wood floors, pews, balcony chairs, and even an antique Victrola in the reception area which we will use to put the guest book on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally we were going to have the reception on the balcony level, but after touring the facility today we decided to hold the reception on the main level.  There are some large doors that close of the sanctuary  from the main lobby so for the service we will have those doors closed and then after the service open the doors to revel the reception area.  While in the pictures the area doesn't look that large, in reality it is a pretty big room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am getting so excited.  Everything is really starting to come together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uZVnfEgrI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/O5G2kRuJXLQ/s1600-h/2008_0302_162911.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uZVnfEgrI/AAAAAAAAEQ4/O5G2kRuJXLQ/s400/2008_0302_162911.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uZWXfEgsI/AAAAAAAAERA/ND5E0mU1_kE/s1600-h/2008_0302_162915.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uZWXfEgsI/AAAAAAAAERA/ND5E0mU1_kE/s400/2008_0302_162915.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uZWnfEgtI/AAAAAAAAERI/3_01MTM91SI/s1600-h/2008_0302_163450.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uZWnfEgtI/AAAAAAAAERI/3_01MTM91SI/s400/2008_0302_163450.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uZW3fEguI/AAAAAAAAERQ/UzH8FcxD_70/s1600-h/2008_0302_163703.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uZW3fEguI/AAAAAAAAERQ/UzH8FcxD_70/s400/2008_0302_163703.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uaiHfEgvI/AAAAAAAAERY/jPbcDkLBNks/s1600-h/2008_0302_163754.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uaiHfEgvI/AAAAAAAAERY/jPbcDkLBNks/s400/2008_0302_163754.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uaiXfEgwI/AAAAAAAAERg/mLkM6lXt9JQ/s1600-h/2008_0302_163802.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uaiXfEgwI/AAAAAAAAERg/mLkM6lXt9JQ/s400/2008_0302_163802.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uainfEgxI/AAAAAAAAERo/8KAfZg5XXYE/s1600-h/2008_0302_163818.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uainfEgxI/AAAAAAAAERo/8KAfZg5XXYE/s400/2008_0302_163818.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uai3fEgyI/AAAAAAAAERw/fudRsqv1Bpk/s1600-h/2008_0302_163925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8uai3fEgyI/AAAAAAAAERw/fudRsqv1Bpk/s400/2008_0302_163925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is looking from the stage to the area where we will have the reception.  The large doors between the 2 rooms will be closed during the service and then opened at the end for guest to move to for the reception.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And I have been told that the circular white objects are the cooling system and Kerry has assured me that the building stays very cool.   A plus because it will most like be a little on the warm side when we get married.  I was afraid that because it is an old brick building that it would be to warm.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubBXfEgzI/AAAAAAAAER4/iLzRGgdBht4/s1600-h/2008_0302_164939.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubBXfEgzI/AAAAAAAAER4/iLzRGgdBht4/s400/2008_0302_164939.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubDXfEg0I/AAAAAAAAESA/dLhlzHtB6fo/s1600-h/2008_0302_164944.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubDXfEg0I/AAAAAAAAESA/dLhlzHtB6fo/s400/2008_0302_164944.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubD3fEg1I/AAAAAAAAESI/sNCGYbnvJDE/s1600-h/2008_0302_164950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubD3fEg1I/AAAAAAAAESI/sNCGYbnvJDE/s400/2008_0302_164950.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubEHfEg2I/AAAAAAAAESQ/A690ohDECvs/s1600-h/2008_0302_165314.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubEHfEg2I/AAAAAAAAESQ/A690ohDECvs/s400/2008_0302_165314.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" alt="Posted by Picasa" style="border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial;" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubV3fEg3I/AAAAAAAAESY/v50xjLrkH2k/s1600-h/2008_0302_172137.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubV3fEg3I/AAAAAAAAESY/v50xjLrkH2k/s400/2008_0302_172137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubWXfEg4I/AAAAAAAAESg/eNLGXfaruTw/s1600-h/2008_0302_172145.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubWXfEg4I/AAAAAAAAESg/eNLGXfaruTw/s400/2008_0302_172145.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubWnfEg5I/AAAAAAAAESo/ICqvgvsdqcU/s1600-h/2008_0302_172154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R8ubWnfEg5I/AAAAAAAAESo/ICqvgvsdqcU/s400/2008_0302_172154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guests will enter through this door on Evergreen Blvd.  The plan is to put potted plants on the post and tulle on the railings.  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He wanted it to be something that we picked out together.  Let me first say, and I apologize if I offend anyone, but there are some very ugly rings out there.  I had no idea what I wanted and Brian kept telling me how much he liked his mom's simple solitaire and band, then I realized that I also very much liked a similar setting that my mom had.    We had first looked at a couple of stores in Eugene, but after not finding anything either of us liked we decided that getting a ring was not something we should rush into and would give it some time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last weekend Brian came up and we went out to the Shane Co.  We had checked out there website and gotten several ideas for things we liked.  Can I say that I was very impressed with them.  The service was amazing!!! Neither of us has any experience in purchasing diamonds and other then some reading on the web came into the store very green.  The sales people were very patient to explain everything and gave us just enough samples to look at.  It didn't take long for us to both agree on which ring to get.  In fact when the salesperson brought it out, Brian's comment was "Wow does that sparkle!!"  I knew from that comment it was the ring I wanted.   I LOVE IT!!!!  I have never owned anything so beautiful and feel so privileged that he wanted to get it for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I picked up the ring yesterday and for now it is safely stored away in it's box until Valentines Day when we are meeting in Salem for dinner and Brian gets to propose all over again and put it on my finger.  I can hardly wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R6vOG26ikbI/AAAAAAAAEPE/zehnbfwvvvs/s1600-h/2008_0206_175624-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R6vOG26ikbI/AAAAAAAAEPE/zehnbfwvvvs/s400/2008_0206_175624-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164448014925992370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R6vOH26ikcI/AAAAAAAAEPM/1EVXRRqddAg/s1600-h/2008_0206_180400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R6vOH26ikcI/AAAAAAAAEPM/1EVXRRqddAg/s400/2008_0206_180400.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164448032105861570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R6vOIW6ikdI/AAAAAAAAEPU/hX_6kNy00bE/s1600-h/2008_0206_175846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/R6vOIW6ikdI/AAAAAAAAEPU/hX_6kNy00bE/s400/2008_0206_175846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164448040695796178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;As for our other wedding plans.  Things are moving along slowly.  We have picked a tentative date - July 26, 2007.  It is only tentative in that I need to get a firm commitment from the pastor at church we want to marry us before the church will put it in stone and right now he is uncertain of his plans for this summer.  This particular pastor I have know for almost 20 years and can't imagine anyone else doing the ceremony.  So please pray that all the details will get worked out.  We should know in a month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Although we had originally wanted to get married on the coast, the logistics and cost made that prohibitive.  So instead we are going to get married here in Vancouver, but not at my home church because the building is just to institutional for me.  Late last year our church purchased a beautiful old building in Downtown Vancouver that used to be an old church and well become the West Campus for our church.  Although part of the building is undergoing renovations the sanctuary area is untouched, complete with beautiful stained glass windows.  So if all goes well that is where the ceremony will be.  Our wedding coordinator is excited, she has done one other wedding there and said that it is just really moving to stand in the same place that 100 years ago another couple may have gotten married.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;script src="http://www.google-analytics.com/urchin.js" type="text/javascript"&gt;
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But in October Brian and I took a trip down to Oakland to visit his parents.  We went down via the Redwoods and had a very fun time.  I went a little camera crazy and I think I took about 600 pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day One - Springfield, OR to Eureka, CA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw the first of the Redwoods on our first day.  Little did I know what was to come.   We made it to Crescent City to visit a light house that can only be visited at low tide.  Then on our way to Eureka we passed several signs warning of Elk crossing.  When we came around one bend in the road we found out why.  A herd of Elk were grazing in a field along the side of the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmerianneb1%2Falbumid%2F5122520796820374657%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="400" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day Two - Eureka to Oakland, CA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I thought the redwoods we saw the first day were huge, but the ones we saw this day made those seem small.  Originally we had planned to take Hwy all the way to the Bay Area, but after spending 3 hours going about 60 miles in the Redwoods we decided to save the coast for another trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmerianneb1%2Falbumid%2F5122527110422302641%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="400" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Day Three - The Bay Area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brian spent day 3 giving me a complete tour of all his favorite places in the Oakland/ San Fransico Area.  The weather was amazing and there was so much to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmerianneb1%2Falbumid%2F5122535373939383073%3Fkind%3Dphoto%26alt%3Drss" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="400" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;Day Four - The Bay Area&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Sunday of our trip we went to church with Brian's parents and then they gave us more of a tour of Oakland.  The most moving part of that day was going to the tribute wall in Oakland for the victims of the Oakland Fire.  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This time we went out to Florence to visit the Sea Lion Caves and along the way ran across another covered bridge. One of these days I am going to be able to say I visited all of the covered bridges in Oregon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's bridge was Wild Cat Bridge. We almost missed it since you can't really see it from the road. But it was worth the short double back just to see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/RjlMQd8krzI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Wye8-01wObk/s1600-h/Picture+2285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060159502127771442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/RjlMQd8krzI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Wye8-01wObk/s320/Picture+2285.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wild Cat Bridge cross Wild Cat Creek and this is a view from the bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/RjlMQ98kr0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/A9hggkf0ML0/s1600-h/Picture+2286.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060159510717706050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/RjlMQ98kr0I/AAAAAAAAAHk/A9hggkf0ML0/s320/Picture+2286.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Our next stop along the way was Heceta Head where we stopped for a picnic lunch and a walk along the beach. It was a perfect day to be on the beach.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/RjlOid8kr2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/OzsDORqNsHQ/s1600-h/Picture+2295.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060162010388672354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/RjlOid8kr2I/AAAAAAAAAH0/OzsDORqNsHQ/s320/Picture+2295.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;After we had lunch we walked down near the water to take some pictures. Brian was much braver then me and ventured out on the rocks. 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He did not give up his post the entire time we were there. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/RjlOit8kr3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/zmwlTiRI_OA/s1600-h/Picture+2300.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060162014683639666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/RjlOit8kr3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/zmwlTiRI_OA/s320/Picture+2300.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rjqb3N8kr5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/j39zjo4Wvcc/s1600-h/Picture+2298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060528504243007378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rjqb3N8kr5I/AAAAAAAAAIM/j39zjo4Wvcc/s320/Picture+2298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Our next stop was the Sea Lion Caves. After a short walk and then an elevator ride 240 down we reached the entrance of the cave. 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The weather was amazing and just the perfect day for a drive in the country. The following are some of the pictures from our drive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lane County is home to 20 covered bridges. We got visit a few of them along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This first bridge is the Unity Creek Covered Bridge and found it accidentally on the way to the Fall Creek Reservoir. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4YKtqfr7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/yt6eJ9ww0Rg/s1600-h/Picture+2151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043495205037125554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4YKtqfr7I/AAAAAAAAAFc/yt6eJ9ww0Rg/s320/Picture+2151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4YK9qfr8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/7q3nmnswBcI/s1600-h/Picture+2152.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043495209332092866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4YK9qfr8I/AAAAAAAAAFk/7q3nmnswBcI/s320/Picture+2152.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next place we visited was the Fall Creek Reservior for a picnic lunch and then a walk around the shore. There was lots of interesting ground coverage and no shortage of driftwood.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4Yx9qfr9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/NjxEn8XoNgI/s1600-h/Picture+2153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043495879346991058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4Yx9qfr9I/AAAAAAAAAFs/NjxEn8XoNgI/s320/Picture+2153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4ZcNqfr_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/FTj04laegrc/s1600-h/Picture+2156.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043496605196464114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4ZcNqfr_I/AAAAAAAAAF8/FTj04laegrc/s320/Picture+2156.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4Yydqfr-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ca1ToXbWyOE/s1600-h/Picture+2155.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043495887936925666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4Yydqfr-I/AAAAAAAAAF0/ca1ToXbWyOE/s320/Picture+2155.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The next bridge that we stumbled across was the Pengra Creek Covered Bridge. It contains 2 of the longest timbers ever cut for a bridge in Oregon. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4ZctqfsAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YG-M4raHQio/s1600-h/Picture+2159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043496613786398722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4ZctqfsAI/AAAAAAAAAGE/YG-M4raHQio/s320/Picture+2159.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4Z6NqfsBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/s6ecESOBsqA/s1600-h/Picture+2161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043497120592539666" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4Z6NqfsBI/AAAAAAAAAGM/s6ecESOBsqA/s320/Picture+2161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4Z6tqfsCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PAB3w5UonxU/s1600-h/Picture+2163.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043497129182474274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4Z6tqfsCI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PAB3w5UonxU/s320/Picture+2163.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;This a view from the Pengra Bridge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4ai9qfsDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yDq07ACqCJk/s1600-h/Picture+2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043497820672208946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4ai9qfsDI/AAAAAAAAAGc/yDq07ACqCJk/s320/Picture+2165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;"&gt;Our next stop along the way was a the Leaburg Dam along the McKenzie River that included a fish hatchery. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4ajNqfsEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/E4USo9ZQXuk/s1600-h/Picture+2169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043497824967176258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4ajNqfsEI/AAAAAAAAAGk/E4USo9ZQXuk/s320/Picture+2169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4a9NqfsFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Bzf4hs3Raqc/s1600-h/Picture+2171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043498271643775058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4a9NqfsFI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Bzf4hs3Raqc/s320/Picture+2171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4a9dqfsGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3Ki8ZhPmaiA/s1600-h/Picture+2172.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043498275938742370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4a9dqfsGI/AAAAAAAAAG0/3Ki8ZhPmaiA/s320/Picture+2172.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4bkdqfsHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/S6s2TBVKK6w/s1600-h/Picture+2173.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043498945953640562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4bkdqfsHI/AAAAAAAAAG8/S6s2TBVKK6w/s320/Picture+2173.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The final bridge we visited was the Goodpasture Bridge and is the 2nd longest covered bridge in Oregon.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4bk9qfsII/AAAAAAAAAHE/tHb9WMJXEtA/s1600-h/Picture+2177.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043498954543575170" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_6ffw8Uo6NIs/Rf4bk9qfsII/AAAAAAAAAHE/tHb9WMJXEtA/s320/Picture+2177.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our final stop for the day was Sahalie Falls.  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