The Oregon coast is a superb destination for some rest and relaxation. I could have easily spent hours just on the long beach over the dunes from our yurt at Nehalem Bay State Park. I think that I sometimes collect bits of driftwood, stones, shells, etc. so that I can hang on to those beautiful beach experiences. But as Emerson says below, you cannot freeze time and beauty by grasping:
— Ralph Waldo Emerson, from “Each and All”
You cannot keep and package a sunset, for example. A photograph attempts this, but in truth, things like sunsets can only be appreciated in the moment. And isn’t it wonderful to know that the Universe will offer many, many more glorious sunsets so that you really have no need to try to preserve any particular one?
There is a lesson here, I’m sure, about trying to cling to the good things that come our way. But we must be ready to let them go and return to a state of openness and receptivity to the next things — good and bad — that come our way.
Too soon our departure day arrived. We left Nehalem Bay early Sunday morning so that we could have a leisurely drive back to Seattle. We had time to follow our whims when we saw something picturesque or interesting from the road. Our first stop was a picnic breakfast at Hug Point — bread, brie, hard boiled eggs, bacon, tomatoes and coffee. It was our final walk on the ocean beach for a while.
We stopped in Astoria to wander the stalls of the Sunday Market.
We took a short detour off Hwy 30 so that I could photograph these rows of poplar trees. I loved the natural “doorway” created by the tree tunnels.
I thought the wild flowers growing along the roads and in ditches were also quite beautiful. I am lucky that my husband is a willing travel companion who lets me explore unexpected nooks and crannies. Those turnings taken on impulse really help to make a memorable journey.