Electric pink wild roses bloom ecstatically along the Oregon Coast.What began on a whim last Thanksgiving is happily turning into an annual Big Life Adventure.
Hydrangea withers to a pretty plum as autumn leaves begin to turn.Our new tradition is to gather with family and friends for a Thanksgiving feast. And, then...
Hop a plane to Oregon the following morning to burn what we gobbled!
Cape Mears Lighthouse is also home to the famous Octopus Tree ~ which I'd love to show you, were it not for the fact that I forgot to take a picture of it.If you've never been to the Oregon coast may I suggest that you abandon this blog right here and now and go book yourself a flight?
Because my photos can't do justice to the breathtaking scenery and ocean side horsey back rides in this very special place.
Wild roses flourish, protected by driftwood. How they grow so well in beach sand is beyond me...
We shared the sunsets with plentiful pelicans ~ whom we hoped weren't carnivorous. (Let's blame that irrational fear on Alfred Hitchcock.)Base camp is the historic ~ and hopefully haunted ~ Happy Camp Hideaway Homestead, built in 1906 on Netarts Bay, Oregon. (They've fixed it up a bit since this photo was taken.)
We can thank our own personal vacation planner, M, for this great getaway."It takes a long time to grow an old friend."
~ John Leonard
~ John Leonard
M and her paint pony, Royal.
The Gang(That's me in the green hat.)
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