Wednesday, November 4, 2026

Irrevocably Changed

Who I am and how I relate to the world has shifted with the death of my sweet husband, Dale. The obituary below was beautifully written by our daughter Jodie.

Goodnight, my love.

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Dale Davaz passed away on Oct. 9, 2026, at his home in Eugene, Oregon. He was 67.


Dale was born on May 10, 1959, in Spokane, Washington, to Don and Joany Davaz. He was soon joined by two younger brothers and lifelong buddies, Dennis and Daryl. His earliest memory was looking through a screen door at his first home in Oldtown, Idaho, before the family moved to Hamilton, Montana, then Coeur d’Alene, Idaho. He graduated high school in Coeur d’Alene in 1977. He went on to earn degrees in political science and economics at the University of Idaho, then returned to Coeur d’Alene to pursue marketing and graphic design work. He joined the Catholic church in his mid-twenties and considered priesthood before he fell for the dazzling cantor, Margaret. He married Margaret in 1990 and adopted Kit and Julie in December 1991. Dale and Margaret had a third child, Jodie, in 1993.

Dale’s marketing, copywriting, and graphic design work morphed into a career at Spokane Teachers Credit Union, where he ultimately spent over 30 years in marketing, technology innovation, and data analysis. He co-founded an industry conference, CULytics, which focused on bringing credit unions of all sizes together to share the latest in financial technology. He ushered the credit union industry into the digital age as an early investor in online and mobile banking. In fact, back in the late 90s, Dale won a national award for the best credit union website — which Margaret watched him literally build pixel-by-pixel late into the night.

“Doctor Dale” was well-known among colleagues as an “idea guy” who would put forward 30 ideas at a time knowing only five would stick – but those five would be massive wins. He was also something of an enigma at work; as serious as his business was, he also liked to bake up dozens of mini muffins for meetings, drink his half-dozen daily coffees from a Hello Kitty mug, and challenge his colleagues to lunchtime Scrabble and foosball tournaments. The winners and losers would celebrate together over a lunch of spicy Thai food.

Dale nurtured other lifelong interests, as well. He left the church after being disillusioned by changes in policy that were more responsive to scandal in the clergy than to lay ministry, instead choosing the path of an atheist and secular humanist for the rest of his life. Despite this, he maintained a keen interest in early church history.

He loved to play foosball and tabletop roleplaying games with friends and family. He routinely met with his brothers, uncles, nephews, and lifetime friends for family poker nights that would stretch into the wee hours. He loved to put together a “wing-Wing” night, making delicious chicken wings to pair with marathon episodes of The West Wing. During quiet weekends, he and Margaret enjoyed doing “puzzles and podcasts” together.

Dale moved to Eugene, Oregon in 2019 at the end of his career. His lifelong interest in astronomy and astrophysics expressed itself in his retirement when he volunteered at the Eugene Science Center at the planetarium. He loved to inspire people to consider their place in the universe. He wrote a series of essays on astronomers, astronomical phenomena, and astrophysics – just for fun. His eldest, Kit, has combined the essays into a book that will be published in mid-November.

Dale was diagnosed with pancreatic cancer in early 2026 and died from the disease after nine months. He spent his last months recording his life story with his daughter Jodie. While his career was a point of pride for him, it was his love of family he meditated on most of all.

Dale is survived by his wife, Margaret; his children, Kit, Julie, and Jodie; his grandchildren, Melody, Annalee, Abigail, and Gabriel; and his brothers, Dennis and Daryl, and our sister-in-law Denise. We will remember Dale for his sharp intellect, clever humor, everlasting kindness, and generous spirit.

A celebration of life will be held next spring so family and friends can remember and share stories of his remarkable life. In lieu of flowers, please consider a gift to the Eugene Science Center.

Friday, September 18, 2026

Patio Visitors

As summer winds down, so do our PatioTime visits with Jodie and the grandkids. These sunny afternoons with the kids helped Dale's chemo weeks be a little brighter.

At the end of August, the five of us became six:

Scaling the gate


Latest profile picture


Abby gets a science lesson


The gymnast 


Praying Mantises are fastinating creatures!


Thanks to daughter Jodie for allowing me to share her photos.

Wednesday, July 22, 2026

Mantra

Drama swirls. 

Remembering this ... again.


Trying to infuse it into my bones this morning.

I so miss posting here on my blog. I simply don't have the extra energy. Surgerys (minor). Chemo. Doctor visits and visits and visits. Packing. Bankers, lawyers, CPAs, real estate agents, mortgage lenders, endless emails. 

So much got squeezed out of our charmed life ... to build the next chapter, the next season, the next adventure.

Thus, the mantra:

Life is good. 

Life is good.

Life is good.

Monday, July 13, 2026

Lashing Out

I had the supreme pleasure of babysitting our little grandson yesterday. He fell asleep in my lap.



Saturday, July 11, 2026

Sunday, June 28, 2026

Glorious

Our first three morning glory blossoms popped open this week.


Before long, our entire back fence will be covered in them. I hope I'm here to see them.


Looks like we might be moving to a single level house closer to Jodie this year.


Part of me thinks it's a grand idea. Part of me wants to stay here.

Tuesday, June 16, 2026

Wild and Free

Some birds and some ponds. And some birds on the pond.

There are three ponds at Golden Gardens. This is a small part of the main / largest pond. Folks do fish here, but it's shallow and too reedy for swimming.


I saw these two wild turkeys on the back side of the main pond, just outside the boundaries of the park. They were heading toward the shade of the big trees. I had to zoom my phone's camera w-a-y in, and it was pointed into the sunlight which was no help at all. My hand was shaky and it was hard to keep the turkeys in the viewfinder. I was lucky to capture these two at all.


This flock of geese - and some ducks - were bathing in the small south pond. 


I must, must, must return more often!

Monday, June 15, 2026

Golden Flowers

On my second day at Golden Gardens Park I photographed these flowers in bloom 

Poppies




The cottonwood trees are in full shed mode. This fluff is the size of a tennis ball.



I thought this was a young thistle. But Professor Google says it's red clover. Quite purple and quite pretty. Thistle heads are spherical. This has more of a cone shape.



 Flax. These delicate flowers are about the size of my thumbnail.



Sunday, June 14, 2026

Daisy Days

I had the opportunity to stop by Golden Gardens Park twice this week. I was reminded how good it is for my soul to take a walk around the ponds.


The daisies are in bloom all over the park.


Fields and fields of daisies swaying in the breeze.


I've promised myself to return more frequently.

Saturday, June 13, 2026

Welcome Back

For the first time since Dale's cancer diagnosis in January, I've had the urge to do some seasonal decorating. Past Valentine's Day (one of my favorites!), past St. Patrick's Day, past Easter, past Dale's birthday.

This week I followed an urge. It was just a niggle, but I went with it to see where it led. 

The summer decorations are up.


I placed all the old favorites


then was inspired to create a whimsical new bouquet using supplies from my stash. 


It feels awfully good to have some of my creative spark return. I've missed expressing this side of my personality. 

Welcome back, Margaret.

Sunday, June 7, 2026

Life Is a ...



As our family navigates living with pancreatic cancer, we find exceptional days of jubilee, and inevitable days when our situation is the pits.


We're all in this together. I'm contemplating the effects on me. I'm feeling older, but wiser, and gradually more capable.


Life is something, isn't it?

Thursday, June 4, 2026

Cardio

Our life seems driven by a series of doctor visits. Today, it was the cardiologist's turn.

Suncatcher is from TadsaShop on Etsy

As we waited in the exam room for the results of Dale's EKG, I noticed something on the floor. You can see it there between Dale's knee and my shoe.


It appears to be a tiny paper heart.


I tell you, those hearts follow me around. 


(We had a mix of OK news and troubling news. That's part of our life these days, too).





Monday, June 1, 2026

Path of the Stars

Dale and I are sprucing up our home's exterior this year. After laying down a fresh layer of mulch on the yard, and power-washing all the concrete, we moved on to lighting.

We added new post-top solar lights, bringing a soft glow to the fence we share with our neighbor.

Then we added lights lining our driveway and the path to our front door. 


The way the light spreads into stars on the ground is incredibly pretty. 

Sunday, May 31, 2026

Just Because

Yesterday our daughter Jodie brought her dad and me this lovely bouquet ...


just because.

Wednesday, May 6, 2026

Vibrant Owl at Night

I took Tuesday and Wednesday off work around the house to make strides toward a couple of my 26 in 2026 Goals. I put a puzzle together while starting to binge listen to the podcast The Best People.

This is a small puzzle, only 350 pieces and a finished size of 12" x 20". It's small in size but has an enormous impact!


Wow! Just look at this illustration close up!


It's another cheapie puzzle from Dollar Tree. This just proves that hours and hours of puzzling enjoyment can be had for less than two dollars (tariffs be damned!)


The setting sun.


The galaxy.


Gorgeous!

Monday, May 4, 2026

Take Note!

I loved having pen pals when I was a kid. Receiving a letter in the mail was a highlight, so I started the tradition with the next generation. 

It's been a while since my older two grandkids and I exchanged letters. Yesterday I remedied that lapse. I made each of them a card with their favorite animals. 

Melody's


Annalee's


Inside I wrote them each a personalized limerick.

Melody's


Annalee's


It's a sweet nothing from Mimi to her favorite Idaho girls.


Friday, May 1, 2026

Forest Village at Night

Wow. This is the first puzzle I've done in three months. That's fairly unusual for me, but understandable considering how distracted Dale and I have been.


It's 500 pieces by Puzzlebug. This is the brand I purchase from Dollar Tree. I check for new puzzles each time I go in - not because I need more puzzles! I have shelves of puzzles ready to put together. No, I like their small size and small price. I often do these small puzzles by myself rather than Dale and I putting them together as a team.


I prefer puzzles with illustrations rather than photographs. I also like bright colors. If they are whimsical, that's an added bonus.


This puzzle has all those qualities.


My goal is to complete 10 puzzles this year. I think that's still attainable.


Thursday, April 30, 2026

Solving a Problem

My problem? I have a pegboard over my Studio worktable which holds some of my frequently-used sewing and craft tools. I'd hung it on the wall with some Command Wire Toggle Hooks, which worked well for a number of years. But last year, the adhesive failed and I wasn't sure how I wanted to re-hang the pegboard. 


Then I learned about these double-headed picture hangers. Best described as fancy push pins, they're great for hanging light framed pieces on the wall. They leave a very small hole behind. (Rather renter friendly, I'd say). The bottom "head" is flat and lies flush against the wall. The top head is spaced about 1/4 inch above. This way your frame can rest on the post between the two heads.

I highly doubt this is a new invention, but I only learned about it a month ago.


I was able to put a line of five or six of these pins in the wall. It's as easy as pushing in a thumb tack. No tools needed. With Dale's help, I lifted the pegboard onto the hangers. The frame surrounding the pegboard rests easily on the little posts. The weight of the pegboard is evenly distributed across the line of pins, so it feels secure.


Getting this pegboard back on the wall was the exact incentive I needed to clear my work table. That, in turn, helps clear some of the clutter in my head and is a first step toward helping my creative spirit to return. My creativity has taken a nose dive ever since we received Dale's difficult health diagnosis at the end of January.


I still haven't been able to latch onto a craft or sewing project to work on. But I did put my cleared work table to use by constructing a small jigsaw puzzle for the first time in months.