Oregon Pilgrim

writings about nature and travel

Spring Is Here

How do you know when spring is here? Perhaps it is when the calendar says March 22. Others are waiting for something else, something in the air, or around the corner -- like Frog thought when he was just a... Continue Reading →


Let Go

You ask me what it means to live and I drop my head in answer. All day, I get things done, except ... I forget to live. What does it mean to live? Truth be told, I don't know whether... Continue Reading →

A Snowy Night

Last night, excitement visited me for the first time in a few years. It alighted upon my shoulder and fluttered. I don't know why. There was nothing particular going to happen. Nor anything particular that had just happened. It was... Continue Reading →

Marching to our Destinies

It did not do to think, nor, for the matter of that to feel. She gave up trying to understand herself, and joined the vast armies of the benighted, who follow neither the heart nor the brain, and march to... Continue Reading →

Enjoying Nature in the City

On a summer evening, we went to Bend for the art walk. Although the art was lovely, we chose to stop for some natural views too. When I saw this sweet scene, I felt that deep love for where I... Continue Reading →

Face Time

Recently, at my Summer Lake trip, I committed to spending less time on my phone or any technology, eschewing multitasking, and being present. just wrote a post that made me feel like she’s been reading my journal. My thoughts exactly!

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FaceTime logo

There’s a good reason why Apple chose “FaceTime” as the name of their video-calling product. Unlike a regular old phone call, it allows people with the FaceTime app to chat face-to-face. It’s something my husband and I used recently when our kids were out of town. I’m so grateful for the benefits of modern technology, but I also have to be careful not to let those same benefits turn detrimental.

I fought getting a Smartphone for a long time. My husband had a Blackberry for a while, and no offense to Blackberry, but it was a piece of garbage. I know now that it was just an inferior model, but its rudimentary GPS that only worked when you didn’t need it and super-slow Internet search capabilities left me underwhelmed. Not to mention that I would rather stay in the stone age than learn how to use new technology. Update the…

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Whiskey Springs

About a 45 min. drive and a few pieces of key equipment and ... we reach birding heaven. Yellow-rumped Warbler, MacGillvray's Warbler, Hermit Thrush, Swainson's Thrush, Orange-crowned Warbler, Black-throated Gray Warbler, Hermit Warbler, Mountain Chickadee, Red-breasted Nuthatch, Western Tanager, Western... Continue Reading →

Huckleberry Picking

Some of the Harris family went huckleberry picking with some friends to a secret place which will remain unnamed. Greta picked and picked.  Then, Greta realized she was the only one picking. Some of the pickers had eaten so many... Continue Reading →

“Camping” in Summer Lake

If this is camping ... I could do it forever. Summer Lake might be in the middle of nowhere, but ... it has more than enough compensations When Greta saw our digs ... she did a little celebration dance.  Yeah,... Continue Reading →

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