Vintage Trailers at Rosaly Trailer Rally

Vintage Trailers and girl fun galore!

My granddaughter left for a week with her Grandfather to visit my daughter (her Aunt and family) in Connecticut and I headed out for a week of girl fun with Sisters on the Fly, a wonderful group of women campers that truly know how to have a great party....

I started my 8 day fun fest with a visit to the Roslyn Vintage Trailer Rally.  Roslyn is a city in Kittitas County, Washington, United States. The population was 893 at the 2010 census. Roslyn in located in the Cascade Mountains, about 80 miles east of Seattle. The town was founded in 1886 as a coal mining company town.

 While I was here for the rally the weather was rainy and if it wasn't raining the wind was blowing but it is always fun to see what different trailers come each year.

This little unique vintage cutie was homemade and contains most everything one needs.

This little trailer came into camp listing with broken leaf springs.  A few trips into town and the gentleman in camp had it upright and ready for the trip home.

A little fiberglass popup cutie

This is a family event and it is easy to see the male influence as tow vehicle is as important as the trailer selection.

Check out the hatchet for the entry handle by the door.

This is a trailer I could live in....
It is a beauty!!

After the trailer showing on Saturday there was a talent show.  One of my friends did a Cowboy Poetry number that was a hit!!  Way to go Kim!!

The Trailerites 

The next morning there was a wonderful Farmers Market in Roslyn

The sun was shining and it was a wonderful place to refresh fresh produce. 




Nearby is the Easton Ponds a great place to kayak the joining ponds. 

A number of the Sisters on the Fly stayed over at Lake Easton State Park for a couple of days until it was time to go on to the NorthWest Gathering.

This is the spot that we enjoyed the beautiful full moon and lots of great potluck eating!

Good Night Moon

There are moments I feel so blessed to be in the right spot at just the right moment.

There was no special planning involved

But rather,just being watchful

 

and present in the moment

For this very moment....

Will never come again.

Good Night Moon

June 20, 2016
Lake Easton, Washington State
Summer Solstice, Strawberry Moon

Those Who Served

Memorial Day, is a day dedicated to remembering the sacrifices of those who served our military and for our country.  In our family it has been a tradition to visit the graves of our family members who have died and cleaning the grave site and leaving fresh flowers.

I remember doing this as a child, continuing as a parent with my children, and now as one left behind. 

 

Veterans families who have buried family members in Greenwood Cemetery can donate their service flags.  They are then flown on Memorial day and Veteran's Day.

Both my Step Father and my Uncle have flags that are flown here, so it is part of our visit.

Honoring your service
     with flowers and Love

Last summer while visiting New York, we stumbled upon Waterloo, New York which is considered the birthplace of Memorial Day.  The town of Waterloo in 1866 set aside the a day to honor the war dead from the civil war.  In 1873, New York became the first state to proclaim Memorial Day or Decoration Day as it was originally called as a holiday.

In May 1966, a joint resolution by the United States Congress and a proclamation by President Lyndon B. Johnson officially recognized Waterloo, New York as the birthplace of Memorial Day.

Memorial Day is a day we visit the graves of family members and  remember the impact of those lives on our own.  It is a time of story telling and peaking into the past through memories and stories shared in our time together on this day each year.

At the country cemetery in Spangle Washington

 In addition to visiting three different cemeteries in three days, we visit the small town of Spangle, the site of many of our families homesteads in the late 1800's.  These sites come alive in my Auntie's memories and she relishes sharing them again and visiting places of her childhood.

We visit the decaying farmhouse where Auntie was born and my mother and she shared many memories.  They lived in a number of places in Spangle but the Sadie Heaton place was the one they most talked about.  This was my first visit here though I had seen pictures and heard stories about the place.

The place is crumbling and it's days standing upright are numbered.  It lives on in Auntie's memories and the pictures of long ago. 

We spend some time taking pictures duplicating pictures from her memory.

 I am the stand-in for my Mom who was a small child when they lived here.

For some people Memorial Day is a time of barbecues or campouts that herald the beginning of summer.  For me it will be a time to honor the service of family members who served in the military and to remember the family members no longer with me and reflect on their lives and the impact each one has had on the fabric of my life.