Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Postcards from home (Oregon Coast).

A trip for convalescing and providing family support.  The tugs and many conflicting emotions of place and space are ever present. Here are a few shots that I took when breaking from other responsibilities. Take time to click on the short video, this sound is heartening, to me.

Twin Lakes Store sign and chainsaw carving shop.

Overlook path.  


North. I never tire of this spot. Quiet. Solitude.

Evening walk. Mobile home carport.


Major food fest, what with brothers CSA and time in Mom's kitchen. Squash soup, greens that never quit, New Belgium, and an avocado from Fred Meyer. Sigh.

I can't get enough of this. Quiet time with Dad.

Ever the land of art cars, bumper stickers, and etc.  Saw this guy around town a few times. Whither the Merry Pranksters?
And, of course, our beautiful, life giving Pacific.  Breathe, breathe, breathe.  I love this!!!!!!!!!!!


  1. Thanks for this, Karen. I love the photographs and the feeling of "walking" around the Oregon Coast with you again. I remember the mobile home so fondly. Glad you're having some nice moments with your dad.

  2. Love the sound of the ocean and knowing your dad is still hanging in there! Love/Miss ya...

  3. Love the photo of your 2 hands -- your dad's and yours. Beautiful. xoxo