Florence Wheeler



Gourmet Filet Mignon Pot Pie…

Baltimore – Part I

Greg and I are on the plane on our way to Baltimore, MD – our home in a little less than 4 months.  Having never been to the city, I really don’t have much to say about it.  I only know that Baltimore is more culturally diverse than where we live now in Gresham, OR.  I’m looking forward to learning more about the people and the overall climate – socially and weatherwise.

This trip is a tough one for me.  Not because I do not like the idea of moving to Baltimore, but more for the fact that my babies – Daphne and Elliot – are not on this trip with us.  In fact, I had a very difficult time telling them that I wouldn’t see them for a little while.  My little boy Elliot is only 9 months old.  And whenever he sees me he says , “mama”.  I love him so much and will miss his smile and though hard to believe – his cry while gone.  I will miss my big girl Daphne (only 4) too.  She is my heart.  I love how much she enjoys exploring life and everything it has to offer with a passion.  Both are at home with grandma Debbie and auntie Julie.

So for this trip, there are not many expectations.  I would just like to learn more about Baltimore with my Greg and explore new places in the city we will call home.

Pad Thai

A Love Letter


It’s been a while since I wrote you a letter.  I know I don’t always do a great job of communicating verbally, so let me tell you in writing: I love you.  I believe in you.  I trust you.

You are a great mother.  I knew you would be.  You’ll remember a letter I wrote to you about seven or eight years ago (before we were married).  I wrote that I could see you like a mother lion – strong, protective, relentless.  I know it is a serious, difficult job, but you are doing wonderfully.

I want to encourage you, but sometimes I don’t really know how.  I want you to be happy.  I want you to have peace.  I want your heart to be full of joy.  I will continue to do everything I can for you.

I know this upcoming move across the country is a little scary.  Selling our home, finding a new one, moving the kids, leaving our friends, being farther from family… I’m not going to lie and say it will be easy.  But I know we can do it.  I know you can do it!  I know God goes with us wherever we go.  I pray that he continues to speak to you and give you peace and hope and courage.

Floey, I am blessed because of you.  I am a fortunate man, and I realize it.  I don’t take you for granted.  I am proud to be your husband.  I am proud you are my wife.



I had to devote just one post to our photographer.

If you are seeking a recommendation for a great photographer in Portland, OR, enter Barry Lundy.

Barry Lundy is an amazing photographer, videoographer and he also happens to be a good friend. He and his wife are some of those people where time doesn’t seem like it has passed when you see them…in a great way. He made our photography session FUN and he did an outstanding job editing our pictures.

There are many photographers out there…but few have the eye and editing skills that Barry does. His company is Renovatio Lucis in Portland, OR. I can’t speak of his praises enough.

Here is some of his work from Saturday.


This weekend was beautiful. The weather was amazing, we laughed with friends, and we had the opportunity to hear a good Word – twice.

I don’t like pictures – of me. I do not look good in pictures and I’m completely uncomfortable in front of the camera. But for the last few months, I’ve been wanting to get pictures of our family taken in Portland before we leave. Enter Barry Lundy.

So Saturday, we spent the morning in various parts of Portland being photographed. I felt like a celebrity. At no point did the photography session feel like work. In the afternoon, we enjoyed lunch at a local Thai restaurant called Bangkok Corner in SW Portland. The food was good, but the time we spent together as a family was the best. In the afternoon we just hung around the house enjoying quiet time together. In the evening, I took my first attempt at making and baking croissants. And what a “labor of love” it is to make croissants and give them to someone. The time one puts into 1 dozen croissants is about 6 hours total, but the results were worth it.

Sunday we went to church, enjoyed our second service as a CBC Baltimore church team, and in the afternoon Daphne had a play date with a good friend. We spent the evening catching up on the lives of some good friends in the midst of good food.

It was a wonderful weekend…