There's a beach down the road (maybe a half-mile to a mile away) that's accessible only at low tide. So yesterday morning I followed the tide out, seeing what I could find. I seem to be on a roll with all this beach stuff, and each beach is different, offering different photo possibilities. Once crabbing season begins (on the 28th), I've got a different beach project in mind that I'll share with you when the time comes, but in the meantime, I'm photographing rocks and sand.
Marianne Jensen has been finding faces in rocks and posting them over at her
blog, so I thought of her when I found this "parrot." Here's the shot, and then here's how it looked as I walked past. See? It takes a weird mindset to notice little things like faces in rocks . . . and I know I'm not insulting Marianne when I say that!
A photo that looks sort of mountainous is actually part of a sandy cliff, where the sand has dripped and slumped downward. You can see the photo and then how the scene actually looked.
And finally, yet another rock abstract, something that I extract from a wall of rock -- all at eye level. I took about five different photographs from this one section of the bluff face.
Half a mile from home. And it's taken me what, about 8 years to discover it? Sheesh. ©Carol Leigh
P.S. Happy Thanksgiving, everyone!
Two more from yesterday's little walk around Waldport. A colorful door on one side of the street, and a colorful little shop n the other. And this is about as much color as we've got around here! Most things are weathered silver, grey, and green, and oh, yeah, there's rust ... ©Carol Leigh
We had a horrendous wind/rain/lightning/thunder storm last night. Abby spent the night under the bed in the guest room and I felt like joining her! I read that the rains are supposed to begin again oh, right about now, so earlier I went into town to see what I could find to shoot. 
It was a good morning. I made a quick stop at the Alsea Bay overlook to photograph the bridge (looking south over the bay at low tide to the town of Waldport) before it began raining. Then it was over to the fishing boats where there were hardly any in port -- 'tis the height of crab season, and someone told me the fishermen are now receiving $1.95 for crab.
A photo that looks sort of mountainous is actually part of a sandy cliff, where the sand has dripped and slumped downward. You can see the photo and then how the scene actually looked.
Alsea Bay, Waldport, Oregon. A quick trip to the library and I'd be foolish to not duck over a couple of blocks to check out the view. What a beautiful sight. And then home to make caramelized onions (a first for me). But once made, then what? Well, it was scrambled eggs and toast for dinner! Yum! ©Carol Leigh
After another night of strong winds, I went down to the dunes to see how the houses were faring. Sand, sand, and more sand, but truckloads were being removed, homeowners were doing a lot of sweeping, and little bulldozers were working here and there. Wind was swirling sand off of roofs and o
nto my camera, so I left rather quickly. ©Carol Leigh
Big storms have been pounding the Oregon coast and this particular neighborhood, built on a dune field right on the ocean, suffers from drifting sand. Never a good thing, this sand drifted up against houses in dunes two stories high; garage doors buckled, and the sticky wet sand covered windows and filled the streets. In the photo of the car, you get a feeling for what the street looks like. Too bad it's not snow. At least snow melts. ©Carol Leigh
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