Of Seagulls and Surf

Writing by jennifer on Saturday, 12 of May , 2007 at 3:44 am

I’ve been going through a bunch of older photos these past few nights.  Tonight, I backed up all the images that I had stored out on the server where I used to host my old site.   I’d forgotten about some of the shots posted there.   These are all low res, small images- just as I used to post on my old site.   I’m horribly disorganized, I’m afraid.  I sure hope I can find the originals.  I’d like to have them printed sometime and also change the watermark.

Of all the shots I’ve been pulling over tonight, these three really got to me.   They remind me of the smell of the salt air and the sound of the gulls overhead (as I pull my ball cap on to protect my head from the dive-bombers, of course!)

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Alsea Bay with fog and sparkling sunlight

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Sunset casts glow over beach at Yaquina Head

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The bridge over Alsea Bay

It has been sooo long since I’ve visited the coast.   We used to go every weekend or every other weekend at worst.   I don’t know why we’ve gotten away from that, but it’s got to change.    What’s the use in living one beautiful hour-long drive away from the beaches if you never make the trek?   Besides, I’m sure I could find something to do over there…  just me and my camera.  *wink*wink*

Unfortunately, I’m broke this weekend, on call next weekend, out of state the next weekend after that, then out of town the following weekend, and shooting a wedding the weekend after that…   I may have to break down and just head over for an hour or two one weeknight here soon.  Wowzers.

Better get going… the cat’s clawing the sofa again.  I wonder if I could use him as crab bait….   Did you hear that Mufassa?    :-)

Apparently, he doesn’t care.

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Tags: beaches, mufassa, oregon coast, the coast, travel

The Girl Behind the Lens

I am a road tripping camera junkie trying to break free of the 9-5 work-week.

I am also a single mother to a teenage daughter who is trying to break free of me.

.... somehow, I don't think either of us will escape unscathed.