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Rock on! Hidden artistic treasure on Whidbey Island

November 16, 2016 by Beth Shepherd

It was a cold and windy day as we made our through the woods towards the shoreline on Whidbey Island. We were hiking along a trail near Swantown, which is at the north end of the island near Oak Harbor. As I glanced up at the dancing trees, my eye caught a glint of sparkle on a branch. Looking more closely I could see there was a rock, tucked in the crook of a branch. A beautiful painted rock. A ‘Whidbey Island rock.’

Treasure tocks on Whidbey

This wasn’t our first Whidbey rock. Credit for that goes to the kindness of a stranger who gifted a rainbow rock to my delighted daughter as we strolled down the pier in Coupeville. Soon after, we learned these lovingly created treasures are the nature girl, or guy’s, equivalent of capturing a wild Pokémon à la Pokémon Go.

Rock communities have been cropping up all over the Pacific Northwest, and this new take on treasure hunting is growing in popularity. With a little help from social media in the form of community Facebook pages, Washington residents are getting on their creative groove and sprinkling a little love around the state, rock by rock.

Treasure rock Whidbey Island

The sweetness is in the simplicity. Scout for a “good” rock (flat and paintable), buy some acrylic paint, sealer and paint brushes…and then the fun begins! Get your inner artist on and paint your rock. Seal it. Write instructions on the bottom of the rock that tell the finder which Facebook group to post a photo to once it’s found. Then, go hide your rock. Rocks are being hidden in all sorts of family-friendly sites: hiking trails, playgrounds, parks, town centers, and on the waterfront.

You can choose to focus exclusively on creating and hiding or you can be a finder too. Some people keep their first rock or rocks they find with special meaning and re-hide the rest. It’s all up to you!

I just love this! Anyone can do it: toddler, teen, moms, dads, grandparents. The entire family can get into the rock painting, hiding and hunting action. And it’s a fantastic way to connect with nature and community.

Rock projects are also a great way to help kids learn other life lessons, like you may not always find what you seek, though you may discover unexpected treasures along the way: wildlife, flowers, an historical tidbit—it’s all out there.

We picked up trail litter on our hike too which is a great segue for talking about taking care of the environment so everyone can enjoy it. But the best lesson, in my opinion, is that you can have fun and adventure by taking your eyes off your screen or phone, stepping outside and enjoying looking the beauty of our surroundings with those we love.

Interested in rocking out with your neighbors?

Facebook is exploding with community groups ranging in size from a few hundred members to over 28,000 like the group Vancouver, Washington, which was one of the largest I found. I saw rock group Facebook pages for: Kitsap, Port Angeles, Mount Vernon, Edmonds, Gig Harbor, Port Townsend, Mercer Island, Snohomish County, Tacoma, and Whidbey Island, and many more!

To find the group nearest you, search with the name of your community and the term “rocks.” Can’t find a group in your community? Consider starting one yourself! All you have to do is create a public Facebook page. This YouTube video shows you how. Then  post simple guidelines such as no hiding rocks in national or state parks, on private property or cemeteries, along with reminders to be respectful to properties (don’t hide it where someone could run over it with a lawnmower or get hurt!) and ‘Be nice‘ when posting on the community Facebook page.

Want to be a rock artist?

Head on down to your local art store or purchase the following supplies on Amazon: Acrylic Paint Set, Clear Acrylic Sealer, Paint Brush Set. The next step is to paint your rock with colorful, creative images and messages, making sure to write the name of your community group on the back of the rock. The rocks we found said this: Whidbey Island Rocks. Rehide or keep. When found, please post on Facebook. Some rocks also include the date or year and the artist’s signature or initials. Our Whidbey rainbow rock said ‘KU, 2016.’

rock treasure on Whidbey

Then hide your rock! If you find one, you can either keep or re-hide it—and make sure to post your find  on the Facebook page corresponding to the rock group. I’ve heard people are finding rocks in one county and hiding them in another. Have rock, will travel!

Rockin’ Tips ‘n Tricks

  • Make sure to seal each rock so if it rains (as it so often does in the PNW), your artwork won’t wash away.
  • Don’t attach anything to your rock. These rocks will be found by people and animals–be nice to wildlife!
  • Rocks should enhance, not harm the environment. Be respectful. Follow set guidelines, and do not hide rocks at national parks or state parks, on private property, or on Washington State Ferries.
  • Give and ye shall receive! Herein lies the joy. Remember when you search, you might not find anything.
  • Don’t expect to see your masterpiece on Facebook, though it’s fun if you do.
  • Share the love and the rocks. Some rocks we found, we kept; others we re-hid, which was a lot of fun too.
  • Get into the spirit with others. Throw a rock painting party. Paint a rock family with your family. Check out the Facebook pages for inspiration and connect with your community.

We kept two of our finds and re-hid several others. I’ve seen some rocks with mind-blowing artistry, and I’m itching to go exploring and discover some more. I will say that we first learned about the hidden rocks, I found myself searching everywhere which, while fun, sort of got in the way of just enjoying the beauty around me. After awhile I forgot about the search and the element of surprise made discovery a lot cooler. Next trip to Whidbey, I think we might even paint and hide a Seattle rock of our own.

So if you’ve ever wanted to join a rock group, now’s your chance. Rock on!

Whidbey Island rock treasure huntin

It’s all about the journey,

Beth

Postscript: One of the Whidbey Rockers told me about a map that has been created to show groups from all over the world. Each pin has the name and web address for a group. Find a group in your area, and discover new groups as they are discovered and created. Here’s the link.

Filed Under: Things to do with kids, Travel Tagged With: Coupeville, whidbey Island

Three tricks to keep a squirmy kid busy on a plane

May 26, 2016 by Beth Shepherd

Picture this. You are on a plane, 35,000 feet in the air. You have hours to go before you reach your destination. Passengers are giving you dirty looks.  Your patience is wearing thin and you worry you might lose your mind (and your temper) before your flight is over. The cause? Your squirmy kid. What’s a traveling parent to do? Zip ties? Just kidding, although my husband and I have discussed this option more than once.

My little travelerDoesn’t she look calm, sweet and innocent?

I am writing this post because I am the mom childless adults fear. The mom of the very loud, very active, and very impatient child. The child who, I might add, never naps on a plane (okay, once, when we adopted her and returned from Armenia). One of the worst scenarios I can imagine is putting this child in an enclosed metal tube, holding her hostage in an uncomfortable seat, restricted by an equally uncomfortable seat belt. For hours. Just thinking about this makes me want to give up traveling, which is unfortunate because I love to travel.

Feet up on the plane seatAttempting to climb over the seat.

As a kid-free traveler for many years, I completely understand–sympathetic as one may want to be–how frustrating it is to have your seat kicked every ten seconds or find yourself in the row beside a screaming child. Now that we are parents, no matter how much I tell myself people ‘get it’–or at least those with kids get it–I still feel hyper-aware each time my daughter stands up and looks over the seat or screams for any extended period of time. There have been flights, more than one, where my husband has held her in a tight embrace as she kicked and hollered at the top of her lungs. Not much fun for anyone, including us.

Upside down on the planeNot child torture. Just having fun in the galley where we’ve spent lots of time.

On one of our trips, when our daughter was a toddler, we filled Ziplock bags with a lifesaver, earplugs and a photo of our daughter that read: I am 16 months old. Airplanes are new to me, so thank you for your patience if I make too  much noise. We passed these bags out to the people in the rows beside, behind, and in front of us. People laughed and I felt like our gesture let us off the hook for anything that might follow during our flight!

Plane kit toddlerYou have been warned.

I have tried all sorts of tips that have been touted by fellow parent travelers, like giving my kid Benadryl in the hopes it would knock her out–nope, and antihistamines even make some kids hyper. I’ve brought along all sorts of toys she thought were a snooze…but, sadly, nothing that made her snooze. Every kid is different, of course, and you will want to make adjustments depending on the age of you kid (or kids), but here are three tricks we’ve tried to keep our squirmy kid busy on the plane.*

Backpack noveltiesInside that cute ladybug backpack? Ammo enough (we hope) for one flight’s worth of fun.

Backpack novelties

Right before our trip, I smuggle my daughter’s special travel backpack out of her closet and fill it with novel toys and games: new stickers, lacing cards, paper and crayons, a small puzzle, and magnet play boards like Magnetic Whiskers. Melissa & Doug On The Go Water Wow are also fun, “paint” without the fuss and muss, small and packable.

I do not let her see anything in her backpack until our plane is off the ground and at cruising altitude. The curiosity and anticipation is sometimes enough to hold her through the first 30 minutes. I cross my fingers and hope the goodies inside will keep her busy for the rest of the flight, if we’re lucky and if we dole them out slowly. You can get all sorts of cool geegaws and gadgets on Amazon.com, and Safeway, Walgreens, Bartell or The Dollar Store are all great places for toys on the cheap. Note: If you let older kids pack their own backpacks it’s smart to see what’s going in there.

Looking over the seatSay ‘Hi’…whether you want to or not!

New videos and games

Make sure to bring your Kindle Fire, like the Fire Kids Edition Tablet. Load it with videos and games, preferably some they haven’t seen before or that are  generally off-limits in your home except for special occasions. Like taking trips. We have worked the “You can watch Frozen!” angle on more than one occasion. Don’t have a portable device like the Kindle or a DVD player? Buy one. Now.

Videos should be accompanied by headphones, not earbuds which can easily fall out and might not cancel background noise for the kid and video noise for passengers sitting nearby. I have been on airplanes where I was subjected to more Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles audio in a few hours than I’d heard in a lifetime. Cowabunga, dude. One risk is that some kids, such as ours, will then talk very loudly, yell even, because their headphones make them unaware of the volume of their voice.

Snacks on planeWhat gourmet dining looks like when you’re two.

Yummy snacks

There’s not a kid alive who isn’t wooed by a good snack, especially it’s a treat they only get on special occasions. Of course the caveat is that some kids, like ours, get pretty worked up from high-sugar snacks so this trick can backfire if you’re not careful. Plus, chocolate melts and little hands are in close quarters with a myriad of things that can easily be stained. Animal crackers, popcorn, and potato chips are a few that take awhile to get through. Having to reach inside the bag or box, eat and repeat extends the fun. Now is not the time to be concerned about nutrition and of course, and you can always supplement with apple slices, cheese cubes and raisins. Of course, a lollypop is never a bad idea, particularly during take-off and landing when sucking and swallowing can help open little ear canals.

One last bit of advice. Plan your flight in 15-minute slots. For a three-hours in the air you need around ten activities to keep little ones with short attention spans entertained. Take-off and landing are typically the “stars of the show,” which gives you a 15-minute reprieve on the front and back ends of your journey. We spent a lot of time on one flight discussing the wheel well while waiting for the plane’s wheels to descend!

Happy travels to all the moms and dads out there–and GOOD LUCK!

Ardea and bunny flyingBon Voyage!!

It’s all about the journey,

Beth

*Disclaimer: I did say “try.” Which doesn’t always mean we were successful.

Filed Under: Family, Travel Tagged With: kid, plane

Angels of the ocean: Snorkeling with Manta Rays on Kona

May 19, 2016 by Beth Shepherd

Her name was Koie. She had a wingspan nearly 14 feet across and was doing balletic belly rolls mere inches from my body, occasionally brushing her tail against my chest as she spun round and round and round. Snorkeling at night with Manta Rays is an otherworldly experience. Yet there we were, very much in this world, floating in the dark waters of the Pacific Ocean off the island of Kona, otherwise known as Hawaii’s “Big Island.”

Manta Ray

Our evening began aboard Kona Ocean Adventures with Captain Danny, capable and hilarious, at the helm (Insider tip: Danny also makes a mean salsa!). We each donned a wetsuit and set out toward the open sea. Our destination? Manta Heaven! Because where else would you find these angels of the ocean?

Ready to snorkel with Manta Rays

History of viewing Manta Rays in Hawaii

The mantas at Manta Heaven and also at Manta Village, another site nearby, have been coming to feed in varying numbers almost every evening for more than 15 years (the record number being 42 on July 4, 2013). Manta Village is the original site where everything started back in the early 70’s, when the Kona Surf Hotel opened.

The resort illuminated the surf zone with bright floodlights, so guests could enjoy the beauty of the wave action at night from the rooms and public viewing decks. Unintentionally, this attracted manta rays to the area because the lights caused planktonic marine life to concentrate in the water near the shoreline. Over time, the mantas “learned” that this was a favorable feeding area. Because of this learned behavior, Hawaii is the only place in the world where you can be an arm’s length away from this remarkable and beautiful creature.

In 1991, Jim Robinson, prior owner of Kona Coast Divers, decided to schedule scuba night dives on Monday nights in front of the resort, because he was aware that mantas were frequenting the area. He also had custom built underwater lights made up to set on the bottom thereby drawing the manta rays away from shore into deeper water where it would be easier to position groups of divers. It was an instant success. Other dive operators then followed suit. Marine life interaction guidelines were established to ensure that the rays were not harmed. At that time, James Wing had the video concession at Kona Coast Divers, so he covered manta dives as well.

In its early stages, the Manta Ray Night Dive was scheduled once a week, yet it was only a matter of time before boat operators would be doing this every night. Over the years, more rays were conditioned to feed at the Kona Surf Hotel at night. However, in May 2000, the Kona Surf Hotel was closed and the lights were turned off. The mantas stopped frequenting the area until the resort re-opened as the Sheraton Keauhou Bay Resort & Spa in October 2004. When the Sheraton Keauhou Bay Resort & Spa planned their re-opening, James Wing teamed up with the resort to re-create a favorable manta venue. A short time later,  mantas returned and many new manta rays have been identified and named since. James also created the stone circle, known as the “campfire.” which has been used as a point of reference to settle divers in the sand in the least disruptive way. It is still used to this day.

Manta Ray Koie

Cool FACTS about manta rays

  • Mantas are one of  11 species in the ray family and were split into two species in 2009, Manta birostris (the giant oceanic manta) and Manta alfredi (the resident reef manta). Giant manta rays are found in the Eastern Pacific and embark on significant ocean crossings, whereas reef manta rays stop at Hawaii and French Polynesia.The mantas we saw in Hawaii are Manta alfredi and have cephalic fins on either side of their head, which are used to funnel plankton-rich water into their mouths while feeding Note: our gal Koie had one of her fins caught in a fishing line and damaged. You can see how her left cephalic fin is mostly missing in my photos.
  • Fossil records suggest rays have been around in their modern form for at least 20–25 million years, and true manta rays first appeared in the fossil record approximately 4.8 million years ago. Although they originally evolved from stingrays, manta are harmless and cannot sting.
  • Manta rays have distinct spots and blotches on their stomachs, which help researchers when trying to count their numbers. Koie had an easily identifiable ‘W’ on her stomach which you can see in one of my photos.
  • Manta have the largest brains of all 32,000 species of fish known to date, and they display intelligent behavior, such as coordinated and cooperative feeding. On our snorkel trip, we were lucky enough to see as many as eight manta rays at one time!
  • Manta rays are very vulnerable to overfishing. They produce only one large baby on average every one to three years. They also grow slowly and have a long lifespan, up to 25 years and possibly as long as 50-100 years. Some wild manta rays have been seen over 30-year-period. Sadly, manta (and other ray) populations have dramatically decreased over the past decade as a result of demand for their gill rakers from China, where they are sold as medicinal products.
  • In the waters off Kona, the mantas are protected. As of June 5, 2009, the Governor of the State of Hawaii signed Act 092(09) making it illegal to kill or capture manta rays in Hawaii. Penalties included up to a $10,000 fine and forfeiture of any manta rays, commercial marine license, vessel, and fishing equipment. I was also really impressed with how much our captain (and other boats) emphasized that we should not touch the mantas, because they have a protective slime coating on their body. Touching removes this mucus layer and compromises the creatures immune system.

manta ray feeding on plankton

Our MANTA experience

Fascinating facts aside, there is something indescribably magical about being IN the water with these magnificent creatures. But first–full disclosure–I have not snorkeled much in the ocean and I confess the thought of climbing into the water–at night–was a bit unsettling. Of course, on our way over, Captain Danny had regaled us with stories of coming face to face with a Tiger shark (though not while diving with mantas) not far from where we were snorkeling, which made my overly active imagination run wild. As we swam from our boat to “the campfire,” a spot where boats congregate for divers and snorkelers alike, the water was dark, really dark. I did find my mind wandering and my eyes scanning the water for any signs of…well you know, Jaws. But the truth is, sharks are rarely spotted and those that are (usually reef sharks), are shy and stay a safe distance away.

When we reached the campfire, there were a lot of people: some snorkeling on top of the water and others diving below. The tours are really good about keeping divers on the ocean floor and snorkelers on the surface, so the stars of the show–the mantas–can swim freely without much disruption. On the surface, however, sometimes things got a bit crowded and I took a fin to the face once or twice (ahem…that blue fin in my top photo).

But once we saw OUR FIRST MANTA, any concerns about killer sharks or errant snorkel fins, were the last thing on my mind. The way the night dive works is the boats turn on underwater lights (and there are also lights set up on the ocean bottom where the divers congregate), the lights attract the plankton and the plankton attract the mantas (who are now habituated to this set-up) and voila–Manta Ray banquet commences.

On our night out we got very lucky and first one, then three and ultimately upwards of eight mantas were dipping and diving, swirling and turning right below us. And I do mean right below us. I am still somewhat amazed I got any photos or video given my excitement (and my sub-par underwater camera). All around us people were yipping and hollering, elated with the beauty of these incredible animals, and I was alternately holding my breath and hyperventilating from all the excitement.

Koie was, without a doubt, the star of the show and there were moments when she was being “chased” by two males, and occasionally rolling around with one. We were told that we might have been privy to “manta mating train,” when male mantas attempt to woo a female.Koie was magnificent, even with her scars and fin deformity. I was truly mesmerized watching her dance in the moonlit water, whether she was performing a graceful solo adagio or a delightful pas de deux.

Identify individual mantas by markings

Our nighttime manta snorkel excursion was an experience I’ll remember for the rest of my life. Being belly to belly with these gentle giants is awe inspiring. If you ever find yourself on the island of Kona–go do this! Here’s an underwater video I took of Koie during our trip.

If you want to learn more about Manta Rays, take a look at this fabulous website: Manta Rays Hawaii. Super informative and if you plan to visit the mantas of Kona you can learn about each individual ray. Pretty cool, don’t you think?

And if you want to help support manta populations, check out some of the wonderful conservation organizations such as: Manta Pacific, Manta Ray of Hope, and Manta Trust.

It’s all about the journey,

Beth

Filed Under: Travel Tagged With: Big Island, Hawaii

On top of the world: Mauna Kea, Hawaii

April 28, 2016 by Beth Shepherd

There we were, breathing in the air–what little of it there was–on top of the tallest mountain in the world! If you’re guessing I recently added my name to to the 4,000+ people who have summited Mount Everest, guess again. I was in Hawaii on the summit of Mauna Kea, which is really the tallest mountain on earth if you measure from stem to stern. At 13,796 feet (4,205 meters) above sea level, Mauna Kea is only 110 feet (35 meters) higher than its neighbor Mauna Loa, and is the highest point in the state of Hawaii. Measured from its base on the ocean floor, Mauna Kea rises over 33,000 feet (10,000 meters), significantly greater than the elevation of Mount Everest.

Mauna Kea Hawaii

On tour with Mauna Kea Summit Adventures, we drove to the visitor center at 9,200 feet (2,800 meters) to have dinner and acclimate to the elevation before heading to the summit for a spectacular sunset.  Aside from experiencing air that has 40% less oxygen than you’d inhale at sea level, we learned about the telescopes and observatories on the summit. My husband, Joel, is an astrophotographer in his off-hours. He spends a lot of time (and many very late nights) taking photos of distant stars, nebulae and galaxies.

I photograph all sorts of things on this planet, but I am in awe of what can be captured with astrophotography because it is so far out of the realm of my understanding and expertise.

Hawaii observatory

After sunset, we left the summit and drove back down a few thousand feet, to a spot near the visitor center where our tour guides set up a couple telescopes so we could look at objects in deep space. Amazing! Despite weather that had been anything but clear and a moon that was more than half full (generating a lot of distracting light), we were able to view a double star, star cluster and a nebula. Joel even managed to score an extra bonus–just for the two of us to view–the Omega Centauri globular cluster, basically a ball of…oh, only 10 million stars! 15,800 light years away. Try to wrap your brain around that!

While we were there, I tried to get a few photographs of the night sky, something I’ve never done before. It was fun but my results let me know I’ve got a steep learning curve ahead of me.

Big Island Night sky

Being on the top of the world on Mauna Kea was a breathtaking experience, in every sense of the word. As my husband will say, whenever we see something noteworthy, “I haven’t seen anything like that since the high slopes of Everest.” And it’s true. I haven’t been at an elevation this high or seen a sky filled with so many visible stars since 2009, when I had the great privilege to stand at Mount Everest base camp in Tibet.

Both times I was struck by the same thought–here I am on the tallest mountain in the world and I feel so small. Just a speck on this planet. Looking into the night sky on Mauna Kea I was again reminded how the Earth is one small speck in our solar system. But what a beautiful speck it is!

Mount EverestBase camp Mount Everest at 17,598 feet

Mauna Kea HawaiiMauna Kea, Hawaii summit at 13,796 feet

It’s all about the journey,

Beth

Filed Under: Travel Tagged With: Big Island, Hawaii

Highlights from Hawaii: Photos of the Big Island

April 23, 2016 by Beth Shepherd

We just came back from two weeks on the Big Island of Hawaii. Although the weather in Seattle had Hawaii’s beat hands down (oh the irony), we did see and do some amazing things. I saw my first active volcano and my first native Hawaiian owl, breathed thin air at 13,000+ feet on Mauna Kea and experienced the wonder of snorkeling with manta rays! Here are a few photographic highlights.

Wood carving of face

Volcano National Park

Gecko

Big Island mountain sunset

Pink orchid

Black sand and painted toenails

It’s all about the journey,

Beth

Filed Under: Photography, Travel Tagged With: Big Island

Four reasons why I blog

January 27, 2016 by Beth Shepherd

Seven years ago I started my blog as a way to chronicle our journey to parenthood. I also hoped my posts might encourage intrepid travelers to consider a trip to Armenia, an ancient, beautiful and fascinating country few know much about. There wasn’t any other agenda. I knew readers might agree, or disagree, with my decision to adopt, adopt internationally and adopt from Armenia.

world

But even though my destination was parenthood, I did–and still do–want to travel more. That’s why I was thrilled my blog would be hosted on Wanderlust and Lipstick. Maybe my blog would lead me to other like-minded people? Maybe those people would have connections? Maybe I would get to go places? That’s what I hoped.

Now that I have some experience under my belt, I can say with certainty, there are four reasons why I blog:

Accountability: There is something about having an audience that, for me, is a real motivator. I’ve always been impressed with people who faithfully journal, privately and independently, amassing volumes filled with thoughts about their daily lives. I am not one of those people. However, I am a meet deadlines sort of gal, and knowing I should publish at least once a week (ideally more) helps me get the lead out.

Visibility: Back to that audience. I admit it, my brain lights up in a thousand different ways when I see my writing and photography out there on the internet!  It feels good. Many of my photos, recipes and travel experiences will never see the light of day, but blogging gives me a chance to share some of it. I like sharing what I do with others, and I like the recognition.

Community: While we’re on sharing, there is something kinda wonderful about the online community. It is true, I’ve had my share of trolls and haters. They are an unfortunate reality of life on the Internet. But for the most part I’ve met really incredible people through blogging and have reconnected with others via social media.

Opportunity: Which brings me to opportunity. Blogging has introduced me to some amazing opportunities. Opportunities to meet people. Opportunities to showcase my love of writing and photography. And, yes, a few opportunities to travel and I want more of that!

My blog gets me going–in every way. How about you? Where do you want to go–literally and metaphorically?

It’s all about the journey,

Beth

Filed Under: Photography, Travel Tagged With: Armenia, blog

My blogger identity crisis

January 23, 2016 by Beth Shepherd

I’m wrestling with a blogger identity crisis. “Who am I?” and “What is my message?”

These questions weighed heavily on me as I created and launched my website. And I really struggled to choose a topic for this post, my first post about something other than “Welcome to my site.” My OWN WEBSITE. No pressure, right?

For me, blogging over the past seven years has been the perfect vehicle to package my love of writing, photography, food, travel, gardening, my family–little snippets of everything I hold dear. That said, I confess I feel envious of fellow bloggers who’ve defined their niche. They might be a professional photographer specializing in family photography, a travel blogger with a focus on solo travel for women, a mom blogger or a foodie blogger.

When friends ask me, “Have you considered becoming a professional photographer?” I’m not sure what to say because, yes, I think about that a lot, but as of yet haven’t taken steps to do anything about it. Others on my cheer squad have told me I have the skills to start a garden design business–should I want to. It is true I know a fair bit about plants and have a creative eye. I sure love to cook and there will be recipes on this site! And of course anyone who has–or will–read this blog knows I’m an adoptive mom to a little girl born in Armenia.

Don’t get me wrong, I’m not trying to toot my own horn (okay, maybe just a little), but what occurred to me as I wrote this post is that my blog is an extension of…well, me. And for now, that’s where Pampers and Paklava is at. At little bit of this and a little bit of that. Things and places and people I love.

I guess you could say this is my mid-life crisis blog. I’m figuring it out as I go along.

How about you? Have you ever tried to reinvent yourself?

It’s all about the journey,

Beth

The three of us Shepherds Weeone Photography

Thank you to Weeone Photography for the fabulous family photos!

Filed Under: Adoption, Family, Food, Garden, Photography, Travel Tagged With: blog, website

Well hello there–Welcome to Pampers and Paklava!

January 20, 2016 by Beth Shepherd

Thank you for checking out my first post on the NEW Pampers and Paklava! Look closely. Can you see me standing on my virtual ship, breaking a bottle of champagne over the bow, in honor of the ceremonial launch of my new website?

Seattle ferry

For nearly seven years, I was a blogger on Wanderlust and Lipstick, number 40 of top travel blogs in the world. I logged 665 posts during my stint as a Wanderblogger, alongside a community of amazingly talented women. And then the time came to bid adieu.

If you’ve followed me in the past, I’m thrilled to have you on board again! And if you’re a Pampers and Paklava newcomer, you’ll soon learn a few things about me, such as: I love photography, gardening, cooking and writing.

Travel ranks at the top of my “Things I’d like to do more of” list, but I don’t go on adventures as often as I might like because I’m Mama to a little girl who we adopted from an orphanage in Armenia when she was one-year-old. Of course raising a child is its own special kind of adventure and, along the way, I’ve learned…

It’s all about the journey,

Beth

Filed Under: Travel Tagged With: blog, website

Discover what an Octicorn eats plus five more reasons to visit Portland

December 17, 2015 by Beth Shepherd

Last year, around Christmas, I discovered Portland, Oregon’s elusive Santasquatch. And this year? The Octicorn–plus five more reasons to visit Portland.


Octi the Octicorn

Drink some beer. Did you know that Portland has more breweries than any other city in the world? Widmer. Hopworks. McMenamins. Laurelwood. Hair of the Dog. Base Camp. If beer isn’t your thing, Portland distilleries are popping up all over town. I recently tried The Bitter Housewife aromatic bitters. I swear–I’m not bitter. And if you’re not the designated driver, there are always plenty of wineries to check out.

The Bitter Housewife aromatic bitters

Chow down. If ever there was an indie foodie mecca, Portland is it. You’ve got your restaurants, your markets and your food trucks. Over 600 food trucks! Latin, Asian, French, Pacific Northwest fusion, vegan. Coffee–some of the best bean you can sip. Like ice cream? Portland’s got it in spades. If you hit up Salt & Straw, you might even find yourself with a cone full of Pear & Blue cheese ice cream topped with bug brittle on top. For real. Doughnuts? Ditto. You can even get hitched at Voodoo Doughnut. Yep.

Salt & Straw Octicorn's Garden sorbet

DIY (Do It Yourself). Museums, galleries, music, theater, publishing, crafts. Portland is art. Art is Portland. You can visit a hat museum, a puppet museum and a bathtub art museum. Yes, you read that right. You can see art, buy art and make art. Portland is big on DIY. If all else fails, “Put a bird on it.”

Go outdoors. Get yourself a pair of red-laced Danner boots and walk the Pacific Crest Trail just like Cheryl Strayed. Run in the rain? Lace your Nikes up and ‘Just do it.’ Portland is loaded with parks and trails. Biking, hiking or skateboarding. Cycle around a dormant volcano? Take a hike in the largest urban forest in the U.S.? Kayak the Willamette River? It’s all there for the taking.

Cheryl Strayed Danner boots

Get your quirk on. All references to Portlandia aside, Portland is quirky. And proud of it! Facial hair, tattoos, “lumberjack couture.” In Portland you are ‘free to be’ pretty much whatever you want to be.

Which brings me back to the Octicorn. What’s an Ocitcorn you ask? The offspring of a unicorn dad and an octopus mom, of course. And what does an Octicorn eat? Well, from what I gather, Octicorns are partial to plankton, fresh clover and cupcakes. Because everyone likes cupcakes.

Octicorn family

What are you waiting for? Portland is Happening. Now.

Take the road less traveled, Beth

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Filed Under: Review, Travel Tagged With: ice cream, Portland, Travel Portland

Dormez-vous? Sleeping Lady Resort in Leavenworth

November 19, 2015 by Beth Shepherd

Sleep may be last on your list at Sleeping Lady Resort. Not that the beds aren’t uber comfy. They are. And once my head hit the pillow, I was easily lulled to sleep. But–fair warning–you might find it hard to pull yourself away from the myriad adventures that await if you book a visit to this bucolic mountain resort in Leavenworth, Washington.

Sleeping Lady Resort in Leavenworth

First–location, location, location. Leavenworth, a Bavarian village, is tucked into the Cascade Mountains. For the active vacationer, opportunities for white-water rafting, biking, climbing, hiking and downhill and Nordic skiing abound. Looking for a gentler getaway? Seek out the local wineries and breweries or check out the schedule at Icicle Creek Center for the Arts where you can watch a movie, listen to opera, jazz and  chamber music, or enjoy local theater. I was lucky enough to catch a mind-blowing performance by Flamenco Vivo, a world-class flamenco group from New York City, at the Snowy Owl Theater.

Bavarian Leavenworth

Then again, if you never want to leave the resort during your stay, you don’t have to because Sleeping Lady offers everything you need to have a stellar vacation. Right there.

Lodge at Sleeping Lady Resort

The resort is situated on Icicle Road just a few miles outside Leavenworth, not far from the Wenatchee River. Its name comes from the mountain profile that rises above the narrow valley. Sleeping Lady has a long history, beginning in the 1930s to 1940s when the site was known as Camp Icicle and home to the 983rd company of the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) with barracks and buildings housing 200 men.

Wenatchee River in Leavenworth

In the 1940s to 1950s, the cabins and land were sold and became a private ranch called Icicle River Ranch where “summer ranchers” stayed, until it went up for sale again in 1957. The new owner was the Yakima Diocese of the Roman Catholic Church. Renamed Camp Field and run by the much beloved Father O’Grady Camp Field, a camp for young people ages eight and up, thrived for nearly thirty years. When Father O’Grady died in 1983 and the property was sold once again, Harriet Bullit, who had been a longtime neighbor, became the new owner. She created the environmentally friendly resort Sleeping Lady is today. More recent restoration and renovation of the property and buildings took place in the mid-late 1990s.

Sleeping Lady mountain profile

What you’ll find when you visit is a montage of elegantly rustic guestrooms nestled throughout the grounds, interspersed with buildings and outdoor facilities that include: a sauna, woodland rock pool, library, fitness room, play barn (with a fantastic puppet theater and woodland animal puppets!), chapel, gift shop, mercantile, coffee shop, bar, organic garden and the Aspen Leaf Day Spa.

leeping Lady Mountain Resort map

Sleeping Lady also offers all manner of packages from yoga to birding, fly-fishing to sleigh-riding. That’s right–Over the river and through the woods, a sleigh ride package. For the young, or young at heart, there’s onsite volleyball and horseshoes, pool, foosball, table tennis…and don’t forget the puppet theater I mentioned for the wee ones.

Cabin cluster at Sleeping Lady

Several options for lodging are available. We stayed in a loft room, but could have chosen an alcove room (great for families), the Rookery with double-decker bunk beds, or romantic and private stand alone Eyrie cabin. There are even six Canine Companion rooms (just don’t tell my cats).

Loft cottage at Sleeping Lady

Ladder to loft

Then there’s the food. Ah, the food. If all the activities mentioned above pique your hunger, you have several choices for places to quell the rumbling in your belly and quench your thirst. We ate our dinner and breakfast at Kingfisher, a lodge-style restaurant and wine bar with exposed wood beams, river rock, and spectacular views of Icicle Canyon. The Grotto was hopping until late in the evening and guests were ordering up wine, beer and spirits, and O’Grady’s is where you’ll want to grab your morning espresso or hang out and dine al fresco when the weather warms up.

Dining room at the resort

How does Snake River Farms Wagyu top sirloin sound? Or maybe grilled swordfish with braising greens, rainbow carrot, coconut milk and lime? Locally farm-sourced organic fruit? Mixed greens? Couscous? Curried winter squash and root vegetable soup? And don’t even get me started on dessert. Lemon posset, key lime tarts, vegan vanilla cake. Each of the locations offer an delectable selection along with gluten-free and vegetarian options too.

Dessert tray

And art! Awesome art. Like the Chihuly Icicles straight out of Frozen, an Evil Eye Tree, Soul salmon who “swim” along the periphery of the resort, the Tsutakawa fountains and so much more. My travel companion and I brought one of the ‘Self-guided Art Walk’ brochures along with us and took a leisurely post-breakfast stroll to discover art tucked into woodland corners and log buildings all around the resort.

Art fish by the Wenatchee River

Chihuly Icicles

Evil Eye Tree

Are you sleepy now? When the time comes a hand-hewn log bed, with sumptuous sheets and a cozy down comforter, will call your name. Which–after a long and lovely day–is exactly what happened to me!

Sleeping Lady Resort perfect for special weekends, honeymoons, anniversaries, girlfriend getaways, family gatherings, weddings and corporate retreats. Book online here or call  (509) 548-6344.

Take the road less traveled, Beth

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My stay was provided by Sleeping Lady Resort, but all opinions expressed are my own.

Filed Under: Review, Travel Tagged With: Leavenworth, resort

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