Back to Astoria

Life is blessed is many ways.  Recently I have been taking every opportunity to appreciate the simple daily joys and blessings.  For me it is that first sip of coffee in the morning.  For you it might be tea or another beverage – but there is something about the reawakening that happens in that morning ritual.  And I take a moment every day to be grateful for this simple pleasure.


For the past two years, I have been travelling closer to home – which in my case is the upper left corner of the United States.  The Pacific Northwest.  Like my daily rituals, I had not appreciated the beauty and history in my own backyard.

Sunrise on the Astoria-Megler Bridge.

A few months back I posted about Astoria – which is the oldest (and wettest) city in Oregon.  Founded in 1811 by John Jacob Astor’s American Fur Company – it has a rich and colorful history.  I am reading the book, Astoria by Peter Stark which I highly recommend. 

Early morning in Uniontown neighborhood in Astoria.

I stay in the Uniontown neighborhood, which was the largest Finnish settlement west of the Mississippi.  There are cozy coffeeshops, homes nestled into the hillside, and the masive Astoria Megler bridge – which traverses the mouth of the Columbia River.

Nearby is the Fisherman’s Memorial, a wall of names immortalizing the many lives touched by Astoria’s stormy relationship with the meeting of two massive forces – the Pacific Ocean and the Columbia River.

I am so blessed to live in this corner of the world.



8 thoughts on “Back to Astoria”

  1. I guess that begs the question: how much do people who have only lived in a spectacular location realize they live in a spectacular location? I grew up in the midwest, and while it wasn’t horrible, even after 40 years in Oregon it still seems spectacular here. (At least when it stops raining)

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    1. I have only lived in Oregon and Hawaii so I am definitely spoiled. For so long I only thought traveling overseas would give me that thrill of spectacularness – over time I have gained some wisdom in realizing that it is pretty great right here.

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  2. This is the second post I read today about seeking beauty in one’s own backyard (the other one was from Sheri over at Trail to Peak), but I still think it’s a pretty hard thing to master. At least in my case, it took me many years to learn to appreciate my surroundings. I remember my first job, which was at an office overlooking a magnificent river. I would spend my entire day without taking so much as a peek through the window 🙂 -Verne

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    1. Verne – I agree with you – what I don’t say in my post is that I have lived here in Portland, Oregon for 30 plus years and yet I feel like I am seeing it for the first time. I wonder if experience (and age!) make us appreciate the familiar in new and different ways. For me – a renewed interest in photography has pushed me out the door to re-discover my part of the world. I love your blog! You are both such good writers.

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      1. Good point on photography, it really is a great way to “resee” things. Great pictures by the way, I especially like the long exposure of the bridge at sunrise. Thanks for putting up with our musings, I hope that soon we get to talk about the Pacific Northwest. We never went higher than San Francisco, it’s a shame!


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