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About ten days from now…

Sunday, April 7th, 2024

I spent an hour or so this morning with my new webmaster, fine-tuning and double-checking my soon-to-be-revealed updated website.  I really like it and hope you will, too.  It is very much simpler than the present site — just three main parts, really — A short welcome/introduction from me (which you can skip if you already know me!) my blogsite, and a section about my books — descriptions, where they can be purchased etc. which you can also skip.  My blog will still be accessible on Facebook or directly from my Website each day.  AND, you will be able to search on any of my previous blogs by entering a single word (any word you remember — like “chickens”) and up will come every blog in which that word was used!  Wow!

As I think about that particular feature, I’m wondering how many discrepancies in my information we’ll find.  I know for a fact that over the fourteen years I’ve been blogging, I’ve learned new historical facts and have probably incorporated them into newer blogs.  So, the question is: do I go back and correct earlier “mistakes” or leave them as an example of how continued research helps you fine-tune the historic picture? I imagine it will be a case-by-case decision and I hope that some of the history buffs among my readers can help me out with the “consistency versus evolution” discrepancies as they make themselves known!

The website, overall, is simpler and less-cluttered feeling – or at least it seems so to me.  I can scarcely wait until the unveiling to learn what you think!  Bottom line, of course — my blog, The Oysterville Daybook, will remain much as it has always been except for the ‘search’ enhancement.  I think we are scheduled to go “live” around the 17th of April.  Fingers crossed!

 

Beware Of The Jumping Mouse!

Tuesday, April 2nd, 2024

Jumping Mouse Disabled

There is nothing quite so frustrating as a jumping mouse.  I’m not speaking here of the warm-blooded variety of which there are several.  I’m speaking of those semi-animate critters whose long tail is actually an electrical cord which ultimately plugs into a port on your computer.  THAT sort of mouse!

Usually they are docile sorts of creatures, eager to do your bidding.  But occasionally they run amok.  You’ll be typing (or keyboarding or whatever the current buzz-term is) along, perhaps copying a passage from something else and not paying attention to the computer screen.  When, finally, you do pause to take a look, you find that you’ve not typed a thing for quite a spell.  But you know you did.  So where is it?  And come to think of it, where is the damned cursor?

Often, you’ll find the words buried within other words several paragraphs earlier.  Now those former lines have become gibberish and your most recent pearls of wisdom are fast evaporating from consciousness.  It’s more than annoying.  I was sure that it wasn’t just me… but what was it?  A virus?  A worm?  A bot gone mad?  So, without much hope, I looked it up.  (Good ol’ Google!)

A Furry Jumping Mouse

This is what I found:  According to a survey, mouse jumping around is often related to faulty hardware including mouse, USB port, and cable. In addition, an outdated device driver, improper touchpad settings, mouse pointer, and even malware are responsible for cursor jumps around.  YIKES!  That sounded way complicated, but for less than the cost of an inexpensive lunch, I replaced my mouse and (so far): problem solved!

As an added bonus during my Google search, I found out that there is a warm-blooded furry creature also known as a Jumping Mouse.    The meadow jumping mouse (Zapus hudsonius) is the most widely distributed mouse in the family Zapodudae. Its range extends from the Atlantic coast in the east to the Great Plains west, and from the arctic tr ee lines in Canada and Alaska to the north, and Georgia, Alabama, Arizona, and New Mexico   to the south…  The most interesting characteristic of the meadow jumping mouse is its saltatorial powers. Quimby states that there is large disagreement, dating back to 1899, as to how high the jumping mouse can actually jump. In 1899 Preble documented that the meadow jumping mouse can jump six to eight feet when disturbed, and in some instances it may be able to jump further.

Western Jumping Mouse

And there’s more, much more.  I’m so glad my jumping mouse could be unplugged.  I don’t know if I have a chair or stool high enough to stand on to avoid an eight-foot jumper of the furry variety!

And so it begins…

Sunday, March 24th, 2024

I’ve blocked out the week to work on my upgraded (though actually much simplified) website so the Oysterville Daybook reports are likely to be slim-to-non-existent.  However, I do want to thank all of my readers who took the time to respond to my questions about your own desires, what would make accessing the Oysterville Daybook easier, etc.  I have conveyed your responses to my website guru who gave me a blanket “no problem” response.

I was especially pleased with the idea that several of you posed about having a “search button” on each blog so that you can go back and find what else I’ve written about a topic in the past.  I was delighted to get a “no problem” response to that suggestion, as well.  (And I must confess, I fear you will find that over the years, I’ve repeated myself many times on certain topics!)

Of those answering my plea for feedback, I found that about half of you access my Oysterville Daybook blog directly from the website and the rest of you find it on Facebook.  I don’t think any of you mentioned whether one way or the other is easier in terms of getting my feedback to your comments or questions.  I have the feeling that FB allows me to be more responsive but I’d like to hear from you so we can make the process easier if need be.

Again, thank you for your continued support.  And, while I’m at it, thanks to those of you who have contacted me about one or more of the Saints or Sinners stories running weekly in the paper.  I love hearing your feedback!  And, since my life will be rather closely focused during this next week (translation: not much exciting to blog about), this might be a good time to discuss some of those stories.    Sturges Dorrance has written me several notes about the Dorothy Elliott piece relative to his own summer camp experiences and those of his daughters.  Perhaps tomorrow I’ll start there.

Any thoughts about the Oysterville Daybook?

Tuesday, March 19th, 2024

Next week I’m embarking on a scary (for me) adventure with a new Webmaster — revising my now almost 20-year-old website to make it more streamlined, more accessible (I hope), and more focused on 1) my daily blog and 2) my books, both old and forthcoming.  I’ve hired an expert who has been in the web-designing business for a while.  She will handle all the techie stuff as well as design a site which is updated, streamlined, and easier to deal with from my end as well as yours — or so I fervently hope.

So… it occurs to me that it might be nice to get a little feedback from you, my faithful readers.  First, I’m not really sure how most of you access my Oysterville Daybook.  I “think” most people find it on Facebook — but if you get it another way, could you please let me know? And, tell me what sorts of problems you’ve had accessing it, if any.  (Michael Lemeshko recently told me that none of the pictures were coming through — only the words.  Then, today he wrote that the problem fixed itself.  I don’t “think” the problem was at my end… but I really haven’t a clue.)

I’m also interested in how frequently you comment on one of my blogs — or if you avoid doing so for a particular reason.  (If it’s the latter and that reason applies to this blog, as well, please do write to me at sydneyofoysterville@gmail.com. ) In a perfect world, of course, I’d answer every question and respond to every comment and if there’s a way my Web Guru can make that more possible, I’ll certainly be grateful!

And, finally, why do you read my blogs — as in what would you like to see more of?  Primarily, of course, they are about day-t0-day life through my eyes, a fourth generation resident of our little (9 full-time residents) village of Oysterville.  I’m especially interested in the history of this area (the Long Beach Peninsula and Pacific County, WA) and I work in historical aspects wherever they seem pertinent.  I’m also increasingly interested in the history my own generation has lived through and am all about documenting whatever catches my fancy.  But I’d like to know what sorts of topics within those parameters catch your fancy, as well!

Don’t be shy!  I’d really love to hear from you.  SOON!  My first conference with my new Web Designer is today.  By the end of next week we should be all but finished — “god willin’ an the creek don’t rise” as they say!

In general, I don’t like to re-read my blogs…

Monday, January 23rd, 2023

A Georgia O’Keeffe Travel Box

In some ways, writing this Daybook is a bit like keeping a diary.  Not quite as chronological a record, perhaps, but occasionally I can find an entry that reminds of something that has been gone from conscious thought for years.  Take, for instance, this paragraph from a June 2o16 Daybook entry written when we were visiting our friends Susan Haynes and Bob Borson in Santa Fe.

Later we spent a few hours at the Georgia O’Keeffe Museum which was featuring an exhibition of her ‘Texas Period’ paintings – done in the years before her marriage to Alfred Stieglitz and long, long before she found her ‘spiritual home’ here in New Mexico.  Part of the exhibition may have been life-changing for me – if you can have such a revelation at my advanced age.  It was seeing O’Keeffe’s “Travel Boxes” that I think will change my scrapbooking obsession forever…

Obviously, that thought went right out of my mind… forever.  The evidence is six (or more) unfinished scrapbooks and the boxes upon boxes of “stuff” to cull through in order to complete them.  I haven’t yet brought myself to simply dump the entire kit and kaboodle, but that urge is getting stronger .

But what about O’Keeffe’s “travel boxes?”  I can find dozens of pictures of them online but, so far, I can’t find any written description of them.   And perhaps I knew at the time… but now?  Not so much. How did she organize them?  Were they for sharing with others?  How could they take the place of scrapbooks?  Were they easier to store?  And would they only work for a travel experience — not for day-to-day keepsakes?

I don’t know if I am truly interested in the answers to those questions or not.  I’m actually delving deeper by the day into a new book which, if I let it, will probably gobble up all my “free time” for the next year or so.  At the rate I’m going with those scrapbooks and boxes, they’ll still be there jammed to overflowing.  And I’ll be another year beyond remembering why I kept all that “stuff.”  The only positive thought along those lines is that I’m no longer keeping new stuff.  I think the last scrapbook (if I ever get to it) will be for 2019.  But… maybe a variation on O’Keeffe’s Travel Boxes might work.

I do believe Scarlett had a point.  I’ll think about that tomorrow…

FYI — I live in the OTHER Oysterville!

Friday, May 20th, 2022

Photo by Marta LaRue

I was dismayed to learn from one of my facebook friends that this message has been on the  Music in the Gardens Tour FB page for the last few days:

Special News Flash!  A select few tickets for the Oysterville Garden Tour VIP Experience have opened up!  The very special private tour of the gardens — along with a catered and wonderful dinner in the gardens — is an incredible experience!  Proceeds go towards Music Programs in the schools and also supporting the Oysterville School.  Tickets are $1.000 each and this elegant evening is not to be missed.  As you can imagine — it will be a VIP Experience worthy of the Rock Star that you are — while supporting these community nonprofits.  If you want to join an elite group of garden lovers (and foodies) join us Friday, May 20, in Oysterville.  Please send a private message and we will answer questions and arrange for you to join us!  #vipexperience #gardentour #dinner #finedining #taxdeductible

Just Beyond The Garden Gate

OMG!  I fully expect to go up to the cemetery next week to place flowers on the graves of my ancestors and find that the ground is rockin’ and rollin’ as they toss and turn in their graves.  If there is anything that this town was NOT founded on it was elitism.  Everyone was welcome  in 1854– as opposed to the exclusivity of the Bruce Boys in Bruceport just across the bay.  RH Espy and Alonzo Clark were of one mind on that point — there would be no exclusivity or elitism here.  The Oysterville desribed on the Water Music FB page is certainly not MY Oysterville or one my forebears would recognize!

South Garden in Summer 2013

And in more recent times, or at least for the last 80 years (which is about all of my 86 that I can clearly remember) Oysterville has continued to be a welcoming place.  Friendliness, sincerity, and a willingness to help are the defining charactertistics that Oysterville residents have considered important.  How much money you have, how Very Important you are in your own eyes, or whether or not you have Rock Star characterists don’t really hold much cachet.  Foodies?   Elite group of garden lovers?  I’m not sure the people who lived and loved, worked and played here and cherished Oysterville were all that interested in those aspects of life.  I am happy that this is not MY Oysterville.  Shame on you, if it is yours!

 

 

“Dear Mommy!”

Saturday, August 7th, 2021

Front of Envelope from Charlie, July 1971

I truly love that my senior citizen son STILL begins letters to me “Dear Mommy!”  (Thank goodness, though, that they’ve never been to Mommy Dearest…)

Back of Envelope from Charlie, July 1971

After reading all of Gordon’s epistles (and saving some for subsequent blogs), I tackled the fattest packet of all — letters from Charlie beginning in in the 1970s when he was up here at Camp Sherwood Forest and I was still living in California. Many of them (and their envelopes!) were richly illustrated but it’s the history that he was unknowingly writing about that I have especially enjoyed re-reading.  Like this one:

L.A.
Nov. 13, 82

Dear Mommy!
Here’s some exciting stuff for you!
The query was driving me crazy — so I did something new & exciting!  I went down to a place that has word processors — and lets you use them by the hour.  You type — and your words appear on T.V.!  Well, the deal is that you only have to type your letter once, and then type your mailing list — and the word processor does the rest — freshly typed copies for everyone — no errors, envelopes & all.  At the touch of a button you can delete, copy or move as little as one letter or as much as several paragraphs!
If you want, the can print it out to look like book copy — proportionally spaced and justified on the right — but I think that looks fussy — I wanted it to look like I had taken individual care with each letter.  Anyway — I spent a couple of days there — training on the machines is free.  I’m addicted!  Have to make a fortune & buy an IBM machine!

He “signs” the letter (which is, as are most of his epistles, printed in all caps on lined yellow notebook paper) with a drawing of himself at the IBM “word processor.”  Priceless!

I’m sending the packet on to Charlie with the thought that these letters going back as many as 50 years will be fun for him to “re-live.”  They certainly were for me!

Hear her story: Nancy Bell Anderson

Wednesday, September 19th, 2018

Nancy Bell Anderson

On the chance that you haven’t had time to read yesterday’s Observer, I am copying the article I wrote about the Oysterville Schoolhouse Lectures.  They start tomorrow, September 20th.  Hope to see you there!

Nancy Bell Anderson, co-founder with her daughter of the Knappton Cove Heritage Center, will begin the Fall 2018 Lecture Series at 10 a.m. on Thursday, September 20 at the Oysterville Schoolhouse.  Her topic: “The Columbia River’s Ellis Island.”

Since 1980 when the U.S. Public Health Service Quarantine Station was paced on the National Register of Historic Places, Nancy and a cadre of volunteers have worked tirelessly to preserve and interpret this important Pacific Northwest site.  She will talk about the site from the time it was put up for auction in 1950, its rescue and its role in interpreting the immigration story of the lower Columbia region.

Four additional schoolhouse lectures are scheduled for alternative Thursdays:
October 4, Dr. Susan Raymond, “Hieroglyphs and Graffiti”
October 18, Andrea Patten, “Hear My Poems – My Father’s Code”
November 1, Aaron Webster, “Flint Knapping”
November 15, Dr. Madeline Kalbach, “Birds, Making Their Voices Heard”

Knappton Cove Heritage Center

This marks the tenth season of the Schoolhouse Lectures.  Organized by Diane Buttrell and sponsored by the Oysterville Community Club, the talks are open to the public and are followed by a question and answer period.

Coming Up On Wedding Season!

Wednesday, May 3rd, 2017

A Venerable Name

Maybe it was our shared last name.  “Almost” I should say.  Hers is with a ‘ph’ instead of a ‘v’.  For whatever reason, we had a wonderful chat on the telephone and I felt I had met a new friend – and her family!

She called about renting the church for her August wedding.  The date she had in mind was available, I penciled her in on the calendar and, under normal circumstances, that would have been that!  But, somehow, we got to talking about officiants and paperwork and whether there might be out-of-state-requirements (wouldn’t you think I’d know that, but I don’t) which led to discussion of a part-time family place in Ocean Park which led to…

“My father reads your blog every day!”

“Really?  Do we know each other?”

A Venerable Venue

“No.  But …”  And she told me the most marvelous story about the agreement she and her twin sister made with her dad a few years back.  The girls would come to the Peninsula every weekend for a year (no matter what) and, together, they would build a house.  Then, they would sell it and share the proceeds.  “It was the best experience I’ve ever had!”

During the construction process, she began a blog, specifically to tell about the building experience and “mostly for my father’s benefit.”  Apparently, it was during that time that Mr. Stephens ‘discovered’ my Oysterville Daybook blog and became a ‘fan.’

Bridal Bouquet

“You have become the center of many family discussions” the bride-to-be told me!  “We know all about you!”

Can you imagine?  I was all smiles the rest of the evening.  I want to read the house-building blog.   I want to see the house they built.  And I want to meet the family!  The wedding date is set for the day after Nyel’s birthday.  If we are home, I intend to keep an eye on the church.  Perhaps I can go chat them up when they are decorating or beginning to gather for the big event…

Or maybe they’ll come knocking at our door.  I’d like that.  It happens fairly often during the wedding season but meeting the ‘ph’ namesakes would take my scheduling duties to a whole new level!

Blogetty, Blogetty, Blogetty, Blog!

Saturday, March 25th, 2017

I feel like it’s my birthday, Christmas and an Easter Egg Hunt all wrapped into one!  A new FAAAST computer sits on my desk.  And what’s more I’ve managed to jump every registry and password hurdle without too much angst and, so far anyway, I don’t see any huge glitches on my desktop or even behind those cheerful icons.  Everything is where it should be and all is right with my world.  Let the blogging begin!!

But first a huge shout-out to Mike Challis and his amazing crew – especially Mark who, with consummate patience and good cheer, answered every stupid question I had.  And, as a veteran of 39 years in primary classrooms, I can tell you with complete assurance, there ARE stupid questions!  You’d think that an old duck such as myself, who got her first computer back in the dark ages of DOS – it was 1982, before Microsoft Word was on the market – would not feel so insecure about technology.  But… I do and I am.  Thank goodness there is help right down the road.

I wish I could rattle off all the specs – the RAM and the Gigabytes etc. –  of this little laptop.  Yes, little.  I specifically asked for one that did not have that scary looking number pad next to the keyboard.  I don’t do numbers more than I can help it and, unlike Nyel and other banking types, I can’t go tap tap tap and add up a column of figures without so much as a hiccup.  Words, yes.  Numbers, no.  So… this laptop is smaller and slimmer.  A role model.

Also, lighter weight.  Because all those software programs and other add-ons can now be downloaded and charged to your credit card with no trouble at all (YIKES!), new laptop models are apparently coming without DVD/CD players.  They are no longer needed and without them, laptops are slimmer and weigh less.  And faster than my fingers can keep up with!

So, there you have it.  Back to blogging.  Back to researching.  Back to catching up and fine-tuning a book or two.