Teri and I were staying at the Stephanie Inn, in Cannon Beach, Oregon where we were guests of Mrs. Martin, who with her husband were founders of the Inn. They were celebrating twenty years in business and we, this year, are celebrating twenty years of marriage. We have been staying at Stephanie Inn at least annually since 1993, the years of their opening. We were very honored to be amongst the few who were invited to attend the celebration five course dinner. We hope to be enjoying the Oregon Coast in the Inn for twenty years to come.
One of the things I love about Cannon Beach is just how picturesque it is. On almost every visit I have gotten at least one picture that was acceptable. As I walked along the beach I saw three, three wheeler bikes sitting near haystack rock. I was pleased that by the time I got into position to take the picture that no one had moved them. For me, this picture offers a glimpse into the essence of the beach.
While walking the beaches, I scan for interesting sand graffiti. There are a few, like this one, that are worthy of being called art. This shot expresses my feelings for my wife, the most important person in my life.
I have tried to create the graffiti myself and then take a picture but it feels like that is cheating, so any pictures I post will be images and words scratched in the sand by strangers.
This is an amazing blossom on a tree in our yard. As of this moment I don't know the name of the tree. If a reader knows, please feel free to post it's name.
Last summer I had planned on removing a cherry tree that just didn't seem to fit the landscape of my yard. With other duties and yard work, that task was left undone as winter chased me into the house. The unintended consequence of my procrastination was the opportunity to get this photo as spring claimed it's due.
This shot was described by a friend as, blossoming, yet shy young love.
