Oregon Coast Pictures
If you’ve ever been to Cannon Beach, Oregon, then you understand the impressiveness of this earth monument. I don’t know what you call it other than a big rock sticking out of the water, but as we drove around the corner, this was simply breathtaking. I had to find a place to stop and take pictures, and all I could find was a place that made me shoot between houses and utility wires. Still…
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These other two rocks live nearby. Could you imagine living in that house and looking out across that view every day? Wow.
The weather was gray and raining most of the day but I really wanted to see what Cannon Beach was about. What I got was only a quick drive through town because Mom wasn’t feeling well. (I’m definitely coming back on my own someday to spend more time here.) We stopped for lunch at a small restaurant and these sweet pansies were in the flower box. Pretty color on a gray day.
Some architecture in Seaside Oregon. I thought this was a great exercise in showing modern versus vintage.
Tons of seagulls at the seaside being fed something by the tourists. People: do NOT feed the seagulls. You risk getting it delivered back to you in a different form, with a different color, on your head or in your face as you look up at them. They will just laugh at you and say, stupid humans.
My first glimpse of the ocean on a gray day. Right then, it wasn’t raining, and the sun was starting to peek out from behind clouds, but boy was it windy and cold. Great for kite flying, which several people were doing.
Random ocean pictures follow now. I love the ocean. Years ago, my parents, my daughters and I came down here and I had fun walking up and down the ocean with my girls. I have one of my favorite pictures of them from this time with the reflection of them in the ocean water. I’ll have to dig it out from somewhere and enlarge it and frame it.
And yes, I really am at the beach, folks. Here’s proof.
Today, so far, it’s not raining. Once I catch up on a bit of sleep, I’m going to go walk the beach again. The ocean and I are soul mates, you know. Or is it that the ocean stirs up my inner souls and the constant roar of the surf soothes my stressed out psyche? Who knows. It’s pretty.