On the beach at Seal Rock State Park. This scene of such a familiar place even as it changes with the storms each year bringing and removing driftwood. I love the way the water tosses giant timbers into sculptures perched precariously on the boulders and rock formations.
We used to perch on the hillside there under the rock barrier wall and peer into the chasm trying to capture the waves motion. Now it’s a restricted area to protect the nesting sights f the sea birds that come there to lay eggs.