Earthquake in L.A. – 5.1

Just as I approached the front door to take the dog out, I heard my son Parker’s voice announcing “EARTHQUAKE!”  If he hadn’t announced this, I’d have never known.  But sure enough the chandelier above the kitchen table was swinging to and fro.  I asked if everything was alright and he was but I did hear Ainsley crying.

I went outside with the dog.  When I came back inside, I grabbed my laptop and went to comfort Parker and Ainsley.  Parker has been fascinated with Natural Disasters since we had the earthquake on St. Patrick’s Day this year.  He is so curious about these natural events.  By the time I got into Ainsley’s room, she was calmed down and just asked if the Earthquake was going to shake her room some more.

Parker figured it was too late for another one to occur, so I made sure he understood that earthquakes can occur at anytime but he’s right that much time had passed and the likelihood had decreased that another would occur soon.  The bottom line is these can strike at any time and there is no warning.  Be prepared as best you can.

Land of Orange Blossoms

“Le Pays des Fleurs Oranges,” The Land of Orange Blossoms by William R. Stringfield

A genealogical study of several Plaquemines Parish, Louisiana families from the 1700s to the present. Supplement completed in Sept. 1991. Original volume of 858 pages, indexed, over 15,000 names. Supplement volume is 138 pages, indexed, with about 5,700 names.

Surnames included in the books are: Adolph, Alesich, Angelo, Anglada, Ansardi, Armstrong, Balay, Baril, Barrois, Bayhi, Bowers, Breny (Bruney), Bubrig, Bulot, Buras (Burat), Cavalier, Charter, Clark, Cognevich, Collette, Colombel, Coludrovich, Cook, Cosse, Dobard, Dobson, Dolese, Dragon, Edgecombe, Elston, Fontennelle, Franovich, Frederic, Freilich, Gartoucies, Gasquet, Gauthier, Goodman, Hingle, Jackson, Jacomine, Jeanfreau, Johnson, Kiger, LaFrance, Lassus, Laussade, Lincoln, Marshall, Martin, Miller, Mistich, Morel, Morgan, Nunez, O’Brien, Pelas, Plumer, Ragas, Richarmne, Ricouard, Rodi, Ronquillo, Scarabin, Scelson, Scobel, Smith, Solis, Squarsich, Stockfelth, Sylve, Taylor, Touchard, Treadaway, Turlich, Vidacovich, Vinet, Williams, Yuratich, and Zuvich. Pedigree charts.

Land of Orange Blossoms

To Toast a Town

Years ago, I strolled the streets of Sun Valley, Idaho.  I felt protected.  I thought the future was sealed.  You cannot go to this city without an overwhelming romantic wave crash against you – comparable to walking on a beach but avoiding the sand.  Not going to happen.

Now, that I’m married with two children, I want to take my family there.  I want that electricity mandated by the city’s environment to ignite my future’s purpose again.  I remember little else from that visit long ago.  Only the romance.

A toast to you, Sun Valley, ID!

Scarabin history – United States and France

The surname Scarabin is traced only to Bordeaux, France although many believe it’s an Ukrainian name. The Bordeaux connection is because Francois Scarabin’s ship probably sailed from Bordeaux, but he was from San (Saint) Malo. At the age of 14, it is believed that Francois deserted the French Navy and jumped on a freighter as a stowaway near Bordeaux then jumped ship in southeast Louisiana. As time went on, he cried because he missed his family back in France. Apparently, he never saw them again. He was a short “dried up” man. Many of whom remain from Francois’ blood reside in Plaquemines Parish, Louisiana, USA in towns such as Belle Chasse, Boothville, Buras, Port Eads, and Venice. Additional Scarabins have been found to be living in Apalachicola, Florida, places in North Carolina and in Austrian cities such as Alpbach or Vienna; i.e., Celine Scarabin. Perhaps the roots of the name lie within cities in France such as Aire Sur La Lys, Baden, Bois Colombes, Clichy, La Baule, La Garde, Lannion, Lyon, Montigny Les Metz, Paris, Perros Guirec, Ploulec h, Pludual, Rennes, Savigny Sur Orge, Strasbourg, or Trebeurden.

Remarkable

Time to run, time to lose
Time to eat, time to snooze
Time to be nice, not mean
Time to be lean, not green

Have you had a remarkable day?
Have you lost yourself in play?
Growing riches within your mind?
Blowing britches in kind?

I like to run and it feels good
But not until I’m skinny and wood
Getting there with light and focus
After all, no one really knows us

Bread gone, spinach here in tow
Lemons and Mushrooms, some cilantro
Ice and cranberry juice, onions and olive oil
Monterey Jack packs, salmon in foil