This photo was taken on March 3rd on a beautiful day on the coast of Oregon, Lincoln City to be exact.
People and dogs were out, and some children romping about in a small stream of water draining off a cliff. Beet red feet, and appearing to be having the time of their little lives. Most adults were bundled up and snug in their jackets.
Fetch the ball, Fido
Then there was this kite surfer, I am not sure if that is the right terminology. I was intrigued as we watched him set up his kite on the beach, before he got into the water. I could have watched him for a long time. Not only would I consider him brave and adventurous, but very strong too. Another man, eventually joined him and I am sure it is a heart pumping thrill. It was a lovely afternoon, and we did find some tiny rock treasures and a few agates, which made our day.
I would like to address a problem with Windows 10. The computer we purchased in December has baffled me. For some reason when I transfer photos from my cameras to computer, they have ended up in different destinations. Some are easy to find and then others are somewhere on the computer. On top of it, I am no longer able to use Picasa, which was one of my favorite methods for photo editing. I am not the brightest light bulb in the world of computer technology, but I admit, it has not been a fun experience. I am over the frustration, somewhat and will make the best of it…
Rounded is the challenge at the Daily Post
Yaquina Head Lighthouse
Let us love without hypocrisy. Abhor what is evil. Cling to what is good.
O Lord, You have searched me and known me.
You know my sitting down and my rising up;
You understand my thought afar off.
You comprehend my path and my laying down,
And are acquainted with all of my ways.
For there is not a word on my tongue,
But behold, O Lord, You know it altogether..
This was the Cherry on Top, of our celebratory birthday, road trip, for my hubby, Paul. It had been several months since we had driven to the coast, and eating sea food was his preference. He also shares this birth-date with my youngest son, Eric and a grandchild, who turned one year old. Both reside in California. We stopped at a spot called Fogarty Creek State Park, mainly to get up close to the ocean. We traipsed through the sand and were watching the waves, when our attention was diverted to a noise and as I scanned and looked around, I spotted these Bald Eagles. Many of us here at WordPress are bird enthusiasts. I have not figured out how to capture them, up close and personal, but was happy to observe them, for the time we did. I must share a short story about them. The eagle on the right flew off and away and the other sat there. A short time later a seagull came around and it appeared that it’s intent was to harass the eagle. It kept flying around and over it and attempted a few dive bombing techniques. As the eagle sat calmly, my feather’s ruffled at what I observed. I don’t know a lot about birds, but I am sure that the eagle could have taken on the seagull. Apparently it was not perturbed one bit. The Daily Post photo challenge is Cherry on Top. This opportunity to view the eagles was very much a special event to end our day..
In 2011, the month of August we had traveled from California and were on our way to Washington. At the time we were on the Oregon coast and were keeping our eyes open for a campground. We pulled into a campground that looked kind of cramped, but because it was later in the afternoon we decided that we’d better not be too picky. We had been told to drive around and see what might appeal to us, and then check with the camp host to make sure it was available. We picked a site out and settled the paperwork and all and then headed back to our space. It seems that a van did not show up until after we had been there a little while. If you read this post,you will understand the connection. Fast forward to July 2014 and we had been in Oregon sevens months. We were at Home Depot in Albany and saw this van. I squealed when I saw this van because it was the same one that belonged to the camper we met in 2011 on the Oregon coast. He, the owner was pulling out and away and we made a hasty exit out of our car to flag him down. We had, had no knowledge of where he resided, even though we talked to him quite a bit that evening. His van is no cookie cutter van and not one you will forget. It was neat to talk to him that day. Certain encounters are just meant to be and I call them divine appointments..