Tuesday, April 6, 2010

eCTb, eCTb, eCTb

In case you were wondering, eCTb is "eat" in Russian. This is the word that we heard most often here. They would ask if we wanted chai (tea)? We would say yes, and the next thing we knew there was a 3-4 course meal in front of us. Then Lida would come up and say "eat, eat eat!" The thing was though, it was all so good. All made at home food. The word Mcdonalds was not known among our family. My favorite? I don't know if I could name one! There were so many unique and oh so tasty things. Some were favorites that I grew up eating and had no idea were traditional Ukrainian dishes. Some others were ones that Oksana created on her own that I immediately would write down so I could try to recreate.














Lemon with sugar, coconut, and chocolate. (from Lena a cousin).
One of Darilyn's favorite.















Meatballs wrapped in puff dough. (Oksana original).















Oksana would make fancy jello! With fruit, ice cream, chocolate.

I could go on and on with all the food. One of my favorite days though was making kurtoflaniki. Ok this was spelled pretty much phonetically with the help of Anya. This dish consisted of thinly grated potatoes fried in thin layers and then you put a cheese mixture and fold it over. Lots of butter and oil, but oh so good. Lida allowed me to help and had me do the last few batches with her close supervision. After that I was allowed to help clear and set the table for meals. During the preparation process Anya and I danced around the living room singing "kurtoflaniki, kurtoflaniki" to the annoyance of my napping sister and mother.


























































Hello Ukraine

It is 18.10 Kiev time right now, meaning it is 08.10 in the morning for all you Americans out there. We have arrived by a wild and crazy journey to Kiev today. The wild and crazy journey will have to wait for when I am ready to update you all on that part. For now, I will update you on our journey to Ukraine.

Papa had stated that when he passed away he wanted us to bring some inheritance to his family in Ukraine. Of course I could not object. Firstly, because I would never turn down an opportunity to travel to another country. Secondly, because I love him very much. When the time came for our journey Darilyn picked a date, I got time off of work, and mom purchased our tickets with our inheritance.

The flight out on the 29th was good. No complications. No problems. Pretty much some smooth flying and great pre-arrangements. Once we got to Kiev and got through customs my stress was rising a little. Who is meeting us at the airport again? Oksana's husband? Did he know the time? Where will we know where to met him? We walked out of the customs and baggage area and were greeted immediately by two of the most wonderful people I have ever had the privilege of knowing.














Anya



















and Vova.

Anya (My cousin Oksana's daughter,) is a joyful burst of love and energy. She is one you immediately fall in love with and cannot wait to be around again. Anya was our translator for the journey. A pretty big job for one so young and small. She was amazing though and constantly came running whenever we called "Anya!" to help translate.

Vova (Oksana's husband,) is one of the finest examples I have ever met of what a father, a husband, and a friend should be. He never failed to come and escort us around the city. Never allowing us to carry bags, open doors, or even walk behind him. He always had a mischievous smile when he could not understand what we were asking, and would follow it with, "No speak English.", or a "Sorry, no understand. Bad translator." We were always grateful for the effort put forth for our safety, comfort, and need to get out of the house.

With Anya's translation and Vova's guidance we made it to the train station and to Kotovsk. It was my first time traveling by train and I was extremely happy that we had a sleeper. Once in Kotovsk we walked the short distance to Lida's house. Lida is Papa's sister. I had a hard time keeping the emotion in when I saw her. She is all that I ever imagined.















Enough stories for today though. It has taken me an hour to get this out and I am still feeling the movement of the train rocking as I sit here. Till then...

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Welcome to Coburg Oregon

I have had this post in mind for almost a year now. Funny how it just gets shoved back there. My mom was up visiting from Coos Bay the past couple days and one of our outings jarred the memory of this post:


Welcome to Coburg Oregon. In researching this Historic little town I found that the population is around 1000, the mail will only be delivered to the post office...in the Dairy Mart, and that it has made a name for itself in Antique dealing.

Arriving at the Dairy Mart to open my P.O. Box this is the sign that greeted me:













Yep, I had definitely left the suburbs of D.C. and Baltimore Md.

In doing a little family research I set out to visit Coburg's Historical Pioneer Cemetery. Here is where some of my Johns family is buried. My Great Grandmother, Grandfather, and two Great Uncles.

























I enjoy a nice walk around old cemeteries just as much as the next person so in venturing out I found this:













The last name did start with an S. but.... really? I stood there a good few minutes laughing.

The one that really had me almost on the floor was this one. The front of the tombstone is beautiful with the name and some engravings of sheep, cowboy hat, and other farming items. No date though.













I had my mind busy imagining different scenarios in which this poor soul had been hung, and how the town in their guilt purchased the tombstone. No other stone lay nearby or with the same name. There is a local listing for this fellow though that currently lives in Coburg. Who knows, maybe he is just planing for his future and having a little laugh in the meantime. It's a mystery.

There are two other subjects I would love to post about here in Coburg. That would be the Antique shops and the Food. Alas I am finding this post too long already and will have to save those for another day,

Sunday, February 14, 2010

Just Because.....

It's February....

It's fun to create and share....

I want to make it a yearly tradition....

I like comments....

I love you faithful readers....


It is Valentines day, love is in the air, chocolate and cookies are being eaten, and I have had some pretty perfect moments in the last hour. So to celebrate my blissful feeling this day I am going to do another giveaway.

The rules:

1. You have to be one of the first 5 people to comment on this post.
2. You will receive a handmade item from me this year...sometime.
3. You have to love my item I make you, or at least pretend to.

Ready, set, comment!

2009 in Photo


















Clockwise from left upper corner:

Maryland Spring Blossom
Sunset Beach Oregon Sea Anemone
Golden Falls Oregon
Cape Arago Overlook, Oregon
Glenedan Beach Oregon
Oregon Mossy Tree
Oregon Crabs
Oregon Berries
Oregon Pine
Thanksgiving Pie
Oregon Queen Anne Cherries
Simpson's Reef Oregon
Heavenly Rainbow, Utah

Sunday, January 10, 2010

The Best is Yet to Be

This is the title of the talk I gave today at church. It is also the title of the talk it was based on by Elder Holland. I liked writing this talk. Mainly as with most talks we are asked to give, the one researching and speaking is usually the one that gets the most out of it. Here it is:

The Best is Yet to Be

Faith

I have moved 39 times in my life. Though some of those moves were small and across town, there were many that were distant and required preparation and faith to accomplish.

Before one of my larger moves and life changes I felt unsettled in leaving my current living situation and state. One night as I was studying I found peace in the scripture 1 Nephi 4:6. This is the time where Nephi was to retrieve the brass plates from the home of Laban. Here Nephi states, “I was led by the Spirit, not knowing beforehand the things which I should do.” The faith Nephi must have had to first receive the promptings, and second to actually follow.

In this last move back here to Oregon I left behind in Maryland 8 yrs of acquired friendships, contacts, and safety. Though I knew I was leaving many things behind, I looked forward to being reunited with family, and seeing what I could become in this new phase of my life. A kind of “Starting over”.

Elder Holland opened the January 2009 BYU devotional address with the phrase:
“Look ahead and remember that faith is always pointed toward the future.”

Elder Holland continued in his address to talk about the trials of Lot. Lot was told by the Lord in Genesis 19:17 “Escape for thy life”. And, “Look not behind thee…; escape to the mountain, lest thou be consumed”

The hardships in leaving their home and comfort were nothing in comparison to the dismay of losing their wife and mother as she looked back, and in doing so became a pillar of salt. As Elder Holland points out, “She was not just looking back, her heart wanted to go back.”

Elder Neal A Maxwell, commented once on Lot’s wife and stated that, “such people know they should have their primary residence in Zion, but they still hope to keep a summer cottage in Babylon”. Her attachment to the past outweighed her confidence in the future.

Lot’s wife did not have faith. She doubted. Not only in her husband, but also in the Lords ability to provide her with something better that what she already had.

We see another example of this in Luke 9:61-62. As the Lord was traveling with Peter, James and John a man stated to the Lord, “I will follow thee; but let me first go and bid them farewell, which are at home in my house”. The Lords comment to him was, “No man, having put his hand to the plow, and looking back, is fit for the kingdom of God.”

As we learn from the popular phrase, “Learn from the past, live in the present, look to the future.” The past is to be learned from, but not lived in.

Forgive and Forget

A vital part of looking towards the future by learning from our past is learning to forgive and forget. Elder Holland points out that: “There is something in many of us that particularly fails to forgive and forget earlier mistakes In life-either our mistakes or others. It is not good”.

In the mission I served my mission president strongly counseled to not have parents and or other family come and “pick us up” from the mission field. He told the story of a young man who when he came into the mission field was small and weak, both physically and spiritually. He watched this Elder stretch and grow. Accepting calls to leadership and serving faithfully. By the time of the end of this missionaries mission the Elder had changed to one of “mighty stature”. As was the custom at this time the Elders family came to tour the mission area and escort him back home. My mission President told us of how he watched the family tease and joke about the “poor companions” that had to put up with him. He watched as this Elder who had seen the Lords potential for him and had became strong in stature and spirit, slowly fade and doubt the Lords plan for him.


Repentance


As Elder Holland states: Let people repent; let people grow.
To often when couples are deeply hurt or even just deeply stressed, they reach father and farther into the past and find yet a bigger brick to throw through the window “pain” of their marriage. It is not right to go back and open some ancient wound that the son if god himself died to heal.

In DC 58:42 The Lord states: “behold he who has repented of his sins, the same is forgiven, and I, remember them no more”

This repentance has to be sincere.

We need to follow the example of the Anti-Nephi-Lehies, and bury our weapons of war and leave them buried.

One thing to consider at the start of this New Year is that our Heavenly Father doesn’t care as much about where we have been as He does about where we are, and with His help, where we are willing to go.

And really what is a new year, rather than just the star of something new. A time to renew. A new move to a new place. The same as each birthday we celebrate, or when we take on the covenants of baptism. Or when we receive the blessings of the temple. Each week in partaking of the sacrament. Daily in our prayers and conversations with our Heavenly Father.

As Luke records in Luke 17:32: The Lord reminds us to “Remember Lot’s wife”

To quote Robert Browning: “The bets is yet to be”

Sunday, December 13, 2009

O Christmas Tree

O Christmas Tree is a traditional German Carol. The author of the lyrics are unknown as is the composer of the lyrics. The tradition of bringing a tree inside and decorating it with candy, baubles and bells was started in the nineteenth century and is immortalized in the carol O Christmas Tree.

O Christmas Tree!

O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy leaves are so unchanging;
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy leaves are so unchanging;
Not only green when summer's here,
But also when 'tis cold and drear.
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy leaves are so unchanging!
















O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Much pleasure thou can'st give me;
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Much pleasure thou can'st give me;
How often has the Christmas tree
Afforded me the greatest glee!
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Much pleasure thou can'st give me.
















O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy candles shine so brightly!
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy candles shine so brightly!
From base to summit, gay and bright,
There's only splendor for the sight.
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
Thy candles shine so brightly!
















O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
How richly God has decked thee!
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
How richly God has decked thee!
Thou bidst us true and faithful be,
And trust in God unchangingly.
O Christmas Tree! O Christmas Tree!
How richly God has decked thee! !"