September 18- 22, 2016
I can usually sum up the places we explore in one lengthy (usually too lengthy) post. But Coos Bay was different. So much there. Of all the beautiful things, the memory that will always be the most treasured by us all...Cheyenne. This is our 3rd post on Coos Bay and I want to dedicate it to sweet Cheyenne of Coos Bay who totally made our day.
On our last night in Coos Bay, we sought out to see the sunset in a new place on the Bay. We settled in at a beach we hadn't visited yet and found scores of people set up, waiting for the sun to go down. Among them, was the most adorable girl I'd ever met. She was on the beach, mostly a silloughette from where I stood. All I could see were her precious buns, set high on her head and enormous bubbles being set free into the dimming sky. Naturally, while I set up our stove on the picnic table, all of our children raced out to meet her. But you see, the really special thing about Cheyenne, is that she wasn't out there to just blow bubbles by the beach. She had brought everything she would need to share with any stranger brave enough to say Hello.
Cheyenne patiently taught them all how to use her tools, basically a long string attached to two dow rods with a washer in the middle. She showed them how to dunk it carefully into the bucket and pull it out. After some practice, you could make bubbles as big as a small child. Like my small child. And if you ran with the wind, you could make a tunnel for chasing. They stayed with Cheyenne until the sun finally set and you could no longer see the magic you were making.
The next day, we stopped in a few other places on our way out of Coos Bay. We played in a WWII bunker that still stood, hidden in the forest. We walked through the Shore Acre Gardens and got motivated to go home and make one of our own. Since then, we have sought out and purchased all of the beautiful roses and dahlias that we found there and made our own gardens to remind us of our time there.
Our own Coos Bay garden is not as impressive as Shore Acres. But we love it and it does help us to remember our time together. But honestly, now, even a year later, a week doesn't go by when one of the kids doesn't mention Cheyenne on the beach. They wonder what she is doing. They tell other people about her. They've made their own giant bubble makers. They bring them to the park and they always bring enough for strangers so they can show them how it is done.
I've heard that sweet Cheyenne had a baby a few weeks ago. When I told the girls, Ivy sighed and said, "Oh...she will be SUCH a great mom!" I think so too. Congratulations Cheyenne! Congratulations little Ada Grey on scoring such a cool mama.
And thank you, Cheyenne, for the good time and the sweet memory.
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