Thursday, August 25, 2016

It was my Aunt Mary's birthday...

... and my cousins from London and from New York were in town.

So I popped in to see them, after working a full day, for an hour, inbetween rear-ending a poor Indian man on the freeway (who was driving a courtesy car from an AutoBody shop because he'd been rear-ended the week before in his own car) and looking at a house in Abbotsford that I considered buying for about 10 minutes.

I got home just in time to heat up the last piece of the left over lasagna for Clint (that my sister made for my mom) (on what would have been her and dad's 57th wedding anniversary) who was dropping off some props for a video shoot he'll be doing here on Friday; an ad for a sausage company.

He walked in through the house, saw my camera on the counter, grabbed it on his way out to the deck, and took pics of the sunset. And I stood there, watching him from a distance, smiling, I thought to myself,  "This. This is what he inherited from me. Probably the only thing, but still. It's something. And it's something good."

Are you ready for more pics of my family?

Starting with my dad's older brother, John and his wife, Mary, who is having issues with her eye.




























I couldn't place what looked different about my aunt Mary while I was there, but now? Looking at the photos? I realize it's her hair. She's changed it's style. And I think it looks lovely. So soft and pretty.

Uncle John was telling us about his dad (because we all agreed that MY dad was nothing like his twin sister or his older brother, who take after their mom; so my dad must be like his dad...) and he said he was a carpenter, who built things (not necessarily homes) out of wood. And he'd take John to work with him. Which sounds like my dad, no?

Also, this has me thinking about my dad in heaven. Did he and his dad find each other, like right away on that first day? Was he waiting for him? Is heaven going to be like that? I'd like to think that Ome reconnected with her husband, and together, with huge smiles and eyes all crinkly from laughter, gave dad a huge bear hug when he got there. I can imagine them all talking in low german, and laughing.

This is my Uncle John and his daughter Ruth, and her husband Tony (from London) and his younger son, Tim, his wife, Kiersten, and their two girls, Siri and Ellie (from New York).





























The trouble with taking multi-generational group shots? Children squirm and everyone else blinks.

I took a dozen. These are the best.





























































My Uncle John and Aunt Mary have one more child, an older son, named John, who is married to Maria. (They were here in June while I was in Vietnam.) They have four kids, and the oldest, Jason, lives in BC with his wife, Vanessa and their two kids; Seth and Sadie. 

These are the family photos I got of them. Hoping to simply to get 4 bodies in the pic. I didn't need them facing the camera. 

Goal realized. 
All four of them. 
Yes, for sure, hire me to capture your family events. I get all the good poses. 








And just a few random shots because I did way more visiting than shooting this time round. 

































































































































































































































Three things I'm thankful for:

1. Family
2. Cousins who travel long distances.
3. Sons, sunsets, leftover lasagna, watermelon, realtors who protect you from making stupid decisions, balmy evenings, and the internet.






























Shalom, friends,
xo

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Happy Birthday, Uncle Don

My mom's older brother is turning 80 this fall.
We gathered together this afternoon to celebrate him:









































Sibs; my mom is 4 years younger...





























(And yes, I know. I look just like her.)


My Uncle Don and Aunt Wendy have owned a terribly cute cabin at the other end of Cultus since 1970; we met there this afternoon.


















































































This is my mom and Uncle Don's favorite aunt: Aunt Agatha...








































She broke her leg this summer and just had two pins put in, so she's in a wheelchair for a few more weeks. (For those who are kinda following along and trying to fit all the pieces together; Agatha is my granny's youngest sister. She is only 6 years older than Don and 10 years older than my mom. She was the 'cool' young aunt.
And she's Val's mom.)


This is my aunt Wendy. She's been married to my Uncle Don for 54 years.
She's 76 and went on a 40 day trip to Africa last year.
This year? Her and friend will be going to China and India. For 46 days. With a backpack. To do some hiking and exploring.

I may be a little bit in awe...









































This is Cory/ Courtney. My cousin. She looks the same today as she did 30 years ago. Seriously this woman DOES NOT AGE:










































This is Mike, and his daughter, Kimberly. Mike's my cousin. (Don and Wendy had two kids; Mike and Cory.)











































This is Renee'. She's my cousin Mike's wife. She too looks like an 18 year old.










































Kim is holding her cousin, Kai. (Cory's son.) (Cory is married to Mike. Not her brother, Mike, OBVS; a different Mike who couldn't make it out today.)












































































































Oh. And this is Uncle Johnny. He's married to Aunt Agatha. (Val's dad if you're trying to keep this sorted in your mind.) Seconds after I took this pic, he pulled out his wallet and showed me a photo he carries around of Aunt Agatha. "This?" he said with pride, "Is the beautiful woman I married..."

I hail from a family that stays married forever. In richness and not. In health and not.
















































































































And that's Julie N with her eyes closed. I have 17 pics of her. ALL WITH HER EYES CLOSED. She's Don's younger brother (Dean)'s wife. So that makes her my aunt. But she's a couple years younger than me, so I don't call her Aunt Julie.































And Jule and Daryl were there too:





























Kai, serving me a piece of cake...








































I was there too. Took a selfie in their bathroom mirror to prove it.
Haha



















































We walked to their beach:
(Wendy, her daughter, her grandson)




















































See that bench?
It was placed there by my uncles, dedicated to their mom (my granny). Apparently my grandpa would 'woo' my granny here. They lived in Yarrow, so this was the romantic spot du jour.























































































So we all sat on it.
Erhm. The wind was blowing.






























Three things I'm thankful for:

1. Family
2. Birthdays
3. This lake which holds alot of memories for my extended family.

Shalom,
xo



Monday, August 15, 2016

Random August Pics.


























































Aug 5: Riverwalk in New West










































































































































Aug 6 at the Aldergrove Bowl:




































































































































































Aug 7 at Praisefest ...





























































































































































































































Aug 8: Vancouver Seawall






































































































































































































































































































































































Aug 9: Drew's birthday

































































































































































































































Aug 10: Walkabout in Ft Langley looking for Pokemon.













































































































































































































Aug 12: Whitecaps Game

















































































































Aug 14: At the lake
































































































































































































And I've read three books during this same time period:











Plus I've examined (online, or from the street) every house that has come on the market this month in Clayton, Willoughby, Walnut Grove, Aldergrove and Abbotsford.



Half way through August, and it's been a good one...


Three things I'm thankful for:

1. Answered prayer. Opportunities to pray. Friends who pray. 
2. Still a few weeks left this summer.
3. The internet



Shalom,
xo