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Autumn Cathedral

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Autumn’s Great Procession

This photo was taken near the Buena Vista Ferry that crosses over the Willamette River. I saw the stunning colors in a grove of deciduous trees along the road we were traveling; it was in coming to a full stop to take a photograph that I noticed the long rows of plantings that seemed to stretch forever; the Cathedral-like feeling was striking… the long red carpet extending down the aisle to a gothic arch framed in green garland prepared for Autumn’s Great Procession. It was breathtakingly beautiful in the afternoon light and I hope I’ve captured a bit of that presence in this photograph.

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Oh No, I’ve Turned Into One Of “Those” People…

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the kind who visit cemeteries and take photographs of headstones.

Crawfordville, Oregon

Crawfordsville, Oregon

So, what sparked this trip to the cemetery?

 Well… I have a photograph of my father with his grandfather and uncle that was taken c. 1930 in Brownsville, Oregon.  I love the photograph as much for its family history, as for its composition.  The imposing figure of my great-grandfather who, as a church pastor, loomed large in family lore, my great uncle with his boyish nonchalance, graceful fingers gently poised over the Collie dog, and the mysteriously resolute curly haired moppet, my father, holding a “golden apple” are as endearing as they are enigmatic to me.

Geil Men

And so it was, after a lifetime of knowing I had family in the area, I decided to make the pilgrimage to Crawfordsville, the location of the Union Cemetery where the earliest members of my family to come to Oregon from Rockingham County, Virginia are buried.

 Union Cemetery, Crawfordsville, Oregon

I cannot count the number of times I’ve driven up and down Interstate 5 past the exits to Brownsville and never once stopped to explore the area.  I had not heard of Crawfordsville until my research into my family history.  It’s a quiet, quaint and beautiful place tucked away along the Calapooia River.

Union Cemetery, Crawfordsville, Oregon

It was in Crawfordsville that I found the headstone of my forebear, Henry Ralph Geil. The headstone read, “A Man who walked with God.”

Henry Ralph Geil

To my surprise I found another headstone for my great great grandparents.  I had no idea they were buried here.

John S. Geil

John S. Geil, 1859, and Alice (Shank) Geil, 1864, who came to Oregon from Rockingham County, Virginia.  Alice (Shank) Geil was the daughter of Gabriel Shank, a Lt. in the 10th Virginia Regiment who carried his regimental flag in every major battle of the Civil War.

John S. Geil, Alice Shank Geil

After visiting the cemetery we drove into Brownsville.  It is a beautifully preserved little town that I will surely go back and visit again.

Brownsville, Oregon

Brownsville, Oregon

Brownsville, Orego

Sewing With Fine Fabrics

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Completing my fuchsia linen dress has inspired me to make another one in black. With that in mind I decided to visit one of my favorite fabric places for apparel fabric, Mill End Store.  Mill End claims to have the largest display of fabric in America and between their Beaverton and Milwaukie stores, I can believe that may just be true.  Mill End really is an incredible textile resource; I’ve spent many happy hours perusing their beautiful fabrics, trims and notions.  If you ever visit Portland, it’s a definite go to place for fine fabric aficionados.

So, off to the store to see what I could find.  These are a few of the options I was presented with.

               

OMG, look at this trim!                                                                 And more trims!

     

I adored the black and white trim and started visualizing how I could use it, but stopped short remembering that I was going to be making a little black dress which implies simplicity, elegance and restraint.  Argh, I resisted temptation and walked past the gorgeous trims counter.

After enjoying a quick look around to see what was new, I selected a medium weight black linen and rayon lining which Maureen graciously cut for me.

     

I picked up an invisible zipper, some black thread and headed for the register.   Success!

Now all I have to do is find the time to make it.