The dunes extend for forty miles along the central Oregon Coast. There’s a lot of ATV activity in places, but also some sedate little lakes for calmer enjoyment.
The more sand that has escaped from the hourglass of our life, the clearer we should see through it.
― Jean-Paul Sartre
A closer look…
I’m off for a “procedure” that I’m not looking forward to…. hope everything comes out alright. :D
I thought how unpleasant it is to be locked out; and I thought how it is worse, perhaps, to be locked in.
― Virginia Woolf
Not sure what it is with the numerical names around here, but we’ve gone from the Sixes River to the Seven Devils Beach… from the brilliant blues to nearly monochrome.
Beauty is no quality in things themselves: It exists merely in the mind which contemplates them; and each mind perceives a different beauty.
― David Hume,
Looking southwest, the clouds were amazing though they seemed to dissipate as we got closer to the ocean.
Looking toward the ocean (west? where the rock juts up) from the where we launched the kayaks.
An old stump disguised as a rock in the middle of the river.
Looking south as we approached the mouth of the river. You can just make out the Cape Blanco Lighthouse near the left edge.
A nice spot for a picnic. We pulled ashore for a bite and a bit of a breather. This was where we turned around because the channel to the ocean narrowed and the current was stronger than either of us wanted to deal with (that goes double for me!)
Heading back up the river from the sandbar where we stopped. It seems as though the lovely clouds develop as they come ashore. Out to sea they weren’t nearly as impressive.
You swam in a river of chance and coincidence. You clung to the happiest accidents—the rest you let float by.
― David Wroblewski,
Showing off her PFD (poodle flotation device… or life jacket to us older folk).
Looking impatient to get going…
Chilling with her chin comfortably resting on the gunnel…
End of the ride, ready to jump out. (This is a dog who previously didn’t like getting her feet wet. Not even to walk in wet grass to do her business outside.)
When beetles fight these battles in a bottle with their paddles
and the bottle’s on a poodle and the poodle’s eating noodles…
…they call this a muddle puddle tweetle poodle beetle noodle
bottle paddle battle.
― Dr. Seuss, Fox in Socks
My first paddle on a river instead of a totally calm lake… it was WONDERFUL…
We two have paddled in the stream,
from morning sun till dine;
But seas between us broad have roared
since days of long ago.
― Robert Burns
On the Pacific Coast, salmon usually is sold by species name because of the differences in color, texture, and flavor among species. Chinook (or king) salmon, for example, which ranges in color from white to deep salmon, is the highest-quality salmon and therefore the highest priced. Little of this salmon is canned because most is sold fresh or smoked.
― Ruby Parker Puckett, Foodservice Manual for Health Care Institutions
Traveling and camping are such fun, but always good to return home to a comfy bed and the rest of the conveniences. A chance to see what new flowers have popped up led to these (not to mention the blueberries that didn’t last long enough for a photo op).
I’m hoping the wandflowers helped to keep the hummingbirds happy in case the feeders ran dry. The formal name for this lovely low maintenance plant is Gaura lindheimeri
Then there was something that popped up seemingly out of nowhere.
I have plenty of white and purple calla lilies I inherited with the place. Neither or which I’m altogether fond of, but this yellow one… well that’s a different story altogether.
A little something I googled about the meaning of the different colored calla lilies. The yellow version conveys joy and light heartedness. They are given as a symbol of friendship. The website explained (without meaning to) why I wasn’t so fond of the other colors I had.
The calla lilies are in bloom again. Such a strange flower—suitable to any occasion. I carried them on my wedding day, and now I place them here in memory of something that has died.
― Katharine Hepburn