Tuesday, September 18, 2018

Oktoberfest & the Abbey...




The best Oktoberfest in the PNW is held in Mt Angel, Oregon. 





 Friday, my SIL & BIL took me. They have hardly missed a year in twenty five years (even in years that my BIL was at sea, SIL packed up the kids and went). It was my first time, and hopefully far from my last.

On the way down from Vancouver we passed beautiful old barns, and neat farms.


On arrival we had a few local brats & beers then parked my BIL in the big beer garden...





 My SIL, who knows much of the history of the region proceeded to give me a walking tour of Mt Angel. Starting with St Mary's.

  

We listened to two harpists playing inside St Mary's. It was magical.
 
After a bit of a walk we boarded a wagon pulled by a tractor for the trip up the hill to the Abbey.  Winding our way through the big trees, past the beautiful stations of the cross tucked in among them. After arrival at the abbey my SIL told me a bit of the history of the abbey.
This beautiful and peaceful monastery/seminary was started by Benedictine monks who migrated from Switzerland around 1882. It is located atop Mt Angel which is an approximately 500' butte. There is a beautiful church,



 a world class library that contains over 200K books including rare and hard to find ones, a museum, a retreat house, a bookstore and a coffee shop. The monks have opened a brewery where they handcraft "Black Habit" beer. The brewery is called the Benedictine Brewery. It was nice having my own personal guide as she had many stories about the abbey. 
  
 We met a group of Benedictine monks and chatted with them for a while. Quite the characters they were.




After a ride back down the hill, we hooked up with my BIL and some friends of theirs. An old family to the area. They have a restaurant in Mt Angel, and some family members play music in the beer garden. The beer garden crowd was having a good time.

I have no idea who this fellow was, but he was happily waiting for the chicken dance to start...


Flowers were everywhere.




What a wonderful venue: clean, neat small town with great brats, beer, and friendly people.




Tuesday, September 4, 2018

Fall is in the air...



Fall is in the air here and as GrannyMid would say the shadows are growing longer...

I have no tales of daring do or adventure to share, just life. 
We have the greenest lawn in the neighborhood, Yay! I know the guy across the street is dying to know what I'm putting on it...  I fill the hopper in the backyard so he doesn't know what it is, which is not very nice of me...
Sean has been away on one of his mill projects for almost two weeks.  Sent him some pics of travel trailers for sale. He commented back that because of his OCD he didn't care for any of them. I thought he might have gotten that trait from the Cowman... til I took an OCD test and scored a 100% in record time, no less. Damn!

JC, Sean's oldest daughter, has spent the summer with us.  Working and playing and pulling her act together.  She has decided to live with us and go to high school here for her senior year.  Big change, but she is doing well, and only needs half day classes to get enough credits to go on to college or trade school. She works the other half of the day.  
There is a boyfriend in the picture.



He's a good guy, hard worker, very respectful of JC's granny (me) and has been warned by both Sean and his dad (Sean's best friend) that he is to be very good to JC or else it will seriously not go well for him. 
Miss B (Sean's youngest) came and spent a week with JC & I. We did some shopping for school supplies. Her auntie took her clothes shopping as she knows all the cool places. 



 Being just the opposite in personality of JC she is very quiet, but smart as all get out and an old soul. She starts her sophomore yr of HS, and will be back to spend as much time as possible with us. 
No matter how much planning I do God seems to send me where I'm needed.  As the house is full of kids, the smell of cookies baking, loud country music, and laughter I'm good with that.