Asilomar

My daughter, Vonnie, her darling husband, Derek, Jan and I enjoyed the magnificence of the Pacific Ocean while at Asilomar in Pacific Grove, CA. It was chilly and windy, but absolutely beautiful. The ocean in central CA is similar to our Oregon shoreline….and so is the weather. Not conducive to sunbathing as they do further south. People who attempt to swim in the northern part of Pacific Ocean need to wear wet suits or are members of the Polar Bear Club.
I saw many grazing deer including a couple of very pregnant does. Wish I could be there when the fawns arrive. They were not at all frightened of my scooter and just watched with wide eyes and huge ears as I went zipping by. Well “zipping” is hardly the word --- my scooter does not zip. It chugs….and it hates hills. But it gets me from point to point as Asilomar is spread out all over the place.

The attendees had a marvelous time and enjoy the rustic atmosphere of the venue. They dressed warmly and were thrilled when I told them that we would return in May 2009. Since I live in the woods in rural Oregon, I have to remember that not everyone has the country at their backdoor and that Asilomar is quite a special treat. Its too bad that I don’t have sleeping rooms for 200 people – then we could have retreats at home.

Two special and lovingly goofy ladies, Marian McBryde and LeeAnne Wallace entertained us each evening at dinner with their “Art & Soul Food” masterpieces. They had us all in hysterics including the serving staff. It warmed my heart to hear the laughter and to see new friendships develop. My ultimate passion for the events is to nurture these relationships. Our longing to create art and the experiences we share give us a life-long bond with one another. I have many friendships that have endured for years, based on family, business, sports --- but my art friends are special. They seem to have come at a time in my life when I was searching for something. Can you relate? Most of us can – and that is why our retreats are so important to us. I love reading your interactions on Yahoo; to hear that you are making arrangements to meet; starting new off shoots based on your locations or interests. It is what I had envisioned when starting this venture. We are truly a sisterhood and we are strong and loved.

Abigail's Art Retreat

I’ve received many requests to allow children to attend our events. And also have had many suggestions to offer a retreat just for kids. I would love to take Abby to a place where we could take a class together -- that wonderful bonding time with a child. Something really creative instead of just attending a movie or a theme park. With that in mind, we have developed the first mixed media art retreat for adults and children. Abigail’s Art Retreat will be held in Portland, at the Embassy, Feb 14-16, 2009. The retreat is open to artistic and creative children when accompanied by an adult. It is NOT a camp – it IS an opportunity to enhance a creative experience with a parent and a child. The classes will be taught by Art & Soul instructors and will be of that caliber. We will accept ages from 6-14 and will offer both all day and 3 hour classes. Adults can attend without a child with the understanding that there will be kids in the classes!
The Embassy Suites is going to prepare kid friendly meals for us and we will have a pool party plus some other fun things in the evenings. All the info will be on the website July 1. …… I’m excited about this new addition to Art & Soul!



Abby & Jan taking Tracie & Marylin Huskamp's class

Technology

I have been reading blogs and each time I review them I come away feeling very antiquated. Lesley Riley is talking about a new MAC – I haven’t mastered the PC. Technology frightens me. When I look at how far we have come in the last 10yrs I can’t help but wonder what is in store for us in the near future. On-line journals for communication and sales, on-line classes and SHOPPING! – will we become a nation of people who never leave home? Or worse, never leave their computer?

Don’t get me wrong, I love most aspects of my computerized life, but there are some areas that make me crazy. I needed to purchase some canned dog food, the expensive prescription blend, for my mini schnauzer, Ginny. We were out of town, so I located a vet clinic and asked for the food. Because I wasn’t a client, it took the receptionist about 15 minutes to make the sale. She had to futz with the computer invoicing system to get it to allow a general purchase. I don’t call this simplifying life. I guess I should have purchased a case on-line before I left home.






Ginny and Sophie

Boxes, Beavers & Birds -- oh MY!

Packets for Virginia attendees will be going into the mail this week – so watch for those! I don't know why we call them "packets" -- they are BOXES! I love dreaming these up – but getting them in the mail is a daunting task. The worker bee crew was here over the weekend – so laughter was rampant!



The boxes spilled over into the hallway and down the stairs.











And it will take 3 to 4 trips to the Post Office to get them all mailed. Its always a great relief to finally get the job DONE!

We are getting excited about heading to Asilomar. The event begins April 13. And where our brains were when we scheduled the events for 2008, I have no idea. But I get home from California on April 17 and then leave for Virginia on April 28! Back-to-Back events -- it will be an adventure!



Unfortunately, Cindy will not be joining us. She has moved on from her role with Art & Soul. Her numerous contributions to the events, her calming manner and her detail to organization helped things run smoothly. She was a tremendous asset and I know we all wish her the very best on her future endeavors!!


Do you have any idea what it costs to hire someone to use a live trap for a beaver? I was flabbergasted. They want $295 to set the trap and an additional $150 for each animal that they catch. I’d set the cage myself, but am not too keen on wading into the pond. I would be over my head before I could get to the dam. I have lots of trappers who want to kill the little family…..(I’m certain that Bea & Bobby are about to be parents)…..but that is definitely not an option. We disrupted their dam as best we could, and according to my wildlife manual, that should discourage them enough to move along. We shall see.

Last week, Marylin and Tracie Huskamp joined a group of us for a wonderful class. We learned how to paint birds!! Actually, I was so ill, that I could only join them for a few minutes at a time. A major disappointment -- but as I was in bed, it warmed my heart when the house vibrated with laughter coming from the studio! The gang had a marvelous time – including my Abby who produced some pretty great art. Check out Marylin & Tracie’s blogs to see more pics of the gals & their artwork.





This is one of Abby's paintings! She is 9yrs old -- and had a ball.

Spring Activity

I’m finally feeling almost normal! Thank God for good drugs. The weather is beautiful and after being housebound for so long, I was feeling a bit ‘antsy’ for some fresh air. I wanted to explore the property to see what wildlife was present, but knew that I didn’t have the stamina to walk ---and then -- Abigail to the rescue! My 9yr old granddaughter came over to get me in the Easy Go – a rancher’s answer to a golf cart. She handled that thing like a pro and carted me all over the yard.
We drove to the back of the property where there is a large pond/small lake. The water seemed to be a bit high to me and as we explored further we found that we have a very active beaver. This little guy has been busily taking down small cedar and alders and plugging the fish ladder. It is amazing how much they can accomplish in a short time. Abby & I sat quietly by the water watching some wood ducks when I noticed a fairly large ripple in the water. I pointed it out to Ab & we inched closer to the bank. As we continued to watch, a beaver swam past us and circled the pond. It was hard for us to contain our excitement and remain still. The beaver made three passes – and then -- WHAP WHAP WHAP --slapped its tail on the water. Boy – guess he was telling us!! Get away from my home! At that point, Abby & both giggled with glee and the beaver dove out of sight.
Unfortunately, we will have to trap the little guy and destroy his new house. He can’t block the fish ladder. I’m hoping that we can take him to my old house/property in Corbett. There he has 100’s of acres, Trout Creek and the Sandy River to play with. I will try to get a photo of him -- in the meantime, Abby got some good pics of his latest work!

Ready, Set, CRASH!

Well – what an exciting day we had yesterday! We should have had a premonition of things to come when Cindy learned that Comcast was replacing their cable lines in her area and she would be without Internet service. AWK!! She quickly packed her laptop and files and headed to Starbucks where she attempted to set up a temporary office in a quiet corner. Did I say “quiet”??? An Internet café is not the best place to set up an office – her headache had just begun.
The past two weeks, Cindy and our web people have tested, run and re-tested our new on-line registration system. All glitches were found and addressed and we were ready to go for Portland registration on the 11th. Web management did tell us that they had some “possible” concerns about our server, but they thought it would be minimal. If only it had been minimal.
I don’t understand all this techno mumbo jumbo -- and I don’t care to learn. I just want it to work. Sort of like my car. Don’t bother me with pistons and carburetors -- I’ll change the oil, keep the tires up, fill her with gas and expect perfect performance. Cindy deals with the web crew – she gets it. So – here she is, sitting in Starbucks, computer at the ready. The background noise is about to drive her crazy and she is on pins & needles waiting to make certain that all goes smoothly. I’m sitting at my computer, at home, wrapped in blankets surrounded with antibiotics, cough syrup and lozenges…. as I have pneumonia. Coughing, wheezing, nauseated (and that was from the anticipation of the registrations!!) knowing full well that I can’t do a thing but offer support if things go haywire.
You know the rest. Ultimate chaos for the next 3 hrs. Actually – for the next 16 hours. It took that long to sort thru the mess and to get everyone organized. I can’t begin to explain to you the technical problems that occurred. Basically as I understand it, we have 200 sites on our server and all of us together use about 5% of ”it” daily. When our attendees kicked in at 1:00 – it went up to over 100% of usage and crashed everyone on the server. Our web people felt the only solution was to get a mega server and move all 200 clients. A tremendous job that took all night.
We are now back on line and ready to go. Portland registration will pick up again on Thursday at 1:00. We have so many fantastic classes that interest in them is spread out pretty evenly so I don’t anticipate that people will have trouble getting their preferred classes. Cindy and I sincerely appreciate all the support, understanding and patience from all of our great attendees.

New Family Member

I have just adopted another kitty. Her name is Annie. (more on her name later) We have an animal menagerie - a revolving door of rehab critters and the residents: 2 horses, 3 dogs and two cats; Sophie the Queen – a Himalayan Ragdoll and Pica the Kid – found as an emaciated kitten hiding in the bushes at a 7-ll store. Three weeks ago, I had taken Pica to get her dates cancelled (aka spaying). The Vet is a good friend and we work together with rescue and release for small mammals and birds. We were in the back clinic and I saw a cat with an elaborate piece of wirework on her leg. It was a terrible story… Annie had been attacked by two pit bulls. Her leg was broken in three places and she was mauled badly. I guess the dogs were really out of control as police officers were called to the scene. Both dogs were so aggressive, that one was killed immediately. Annie was alive, barely, so the County took her to the closest vet – mine – to be humanely euthanized. The staff carefully cradled her as they examined her wounds and she responded by purring and snuggling deeper in their hands. Dr Monica decided that she would do everything possible to save her – she was just too precious to euthanize without trying.
The elaborate metal sculpture was pins holding her leg together. All of her internal and external puncture wounds and rips had healed – that was a miracle in itself. And the pins had done the job in keeping her leg together. Annie was almost ready for a new home – but one where she could be monitored closely. Monica knew I couldn’t resist. And…well --- what is one more cat? After all – just another litter box to scoop. My granddaughter, Abby, was with me and she had already fallen in love—it was mutual. We chose the name “Annie” due to the endless rounds of anesthesia she had had to endure for surgeries.
Last week, the main pin was removed and I could bring Annie home to meet the rest of the family. She and Pica are about the same age and became immediate playmates. Sophie doesn’t like her much yet, and my mini schnauzer, Ginny, hates all 3 of them. But they all co-exist and tolerate each other. The rest of Annie’s pins will come out in 2 weeks. She will always have a limp but she is alive and a happy kitty!