Two nights at the Oregon coast. Flipping back and forth between rain and sun. And there was a good wind coming from the South-SouthWest. One must always dress in layers at the beach along with some good old sneakers, wear sneakers when climbing around on the rocks, and watch for those sneaky sneaker waves. The Oregon beach is naturally more dangerous than a lot of people realize.
We stayed in an older type of cottage that was the kind that once dotted the shoreline when I first moved to Oregon in 1977. The cottage, well maintained, was located on the beach, in Oceanside, which is a more secluded spot then say, Newport or Cannon Beach. It was especially secluded this time of year. The two cafes are closed on Tuesdays and Wednesdays right now. I brought groceries to prepare our meals at the cottage.
On Tuesday we walked the beach for two hours.
I was trying out panorama on my mobil-phone camera.
The first shot taken at the beginning of our walk. The second father along on the walk.
The third photo was taken later that day at Cape Meares Lighthouse.
(click on photos for larger view)
my instant comfort
i did not need to please you
but your pleasure for me
was a deluded course
to where the admired do not live
and the desired
look with disgust
i used you crudely
and i got
my just desserts