Few things are as restorative as a few days at the coast. I can spend hours walking the beach, taking it all in, and I take an absolutely ridiculous amount of photos of sand, rocks, and waves, at different times, in different lights, and from different angles. Laughable, isn’t it? But, doing it makes me happy, so why not? Here are a few favorites from this time around:
Colored pink and turquoise in the setting sun, and the magnificent sound of the sea – I just can’t get enough of this. Seeing this made me want to learn to paint with watercolors.
Whole communities of mussels attached to the rocks, constantly pounded by waves, and amazingly resilient. As a scaled comparison, I bet this is a little like the Eastern sea board during hurricane season – except the mussels are better adapted.
Is it seaweed? Lichen? Algae? Not sure, but attached to the rock, it only gets wet when the tide is high. So until the next, inevitable cycle, it is at the mercy of the sun. Nature’s own vertical garden!
It’s a harsh, brutal, yet gorgeous environment. These baby jellyfish were doomed from the beginning, as they were washed ashore.
The birds know this, as they wait patiently where the waves land – the sea brings them food.
The barnacles tend to cluster along the low-lying areas and fissures in the rocks. From a distance, this creates a pattern that made me think about the art of the Australian Aborigines.
Like actors on a stage, the rocks perform the same play, over and over, time and time again. I watch, and every day, I return for more. The Oregon coast is good for my soul.