An expanded view of the farmhouse on the edge of town. The height of the surrounding trees hints at the age of this old home…have to wonder if they were planted at the time that the first owners moved...

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              I frequently drive by this old farmhouse on the edge of town when driving towards the coast. Each season it takes on a new look and this summer is no exception as golden grain engulfs it, waving softly in the...

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Followed a trail near Boiler Bay which led me to this hidden view just a short ways from the hustle and bustle of the black top and vehicles filled with tourists hoping to see the beauty of the Oregon...

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Churning…reaching…slow retreat…frothy waves…sea glass green…soothing sounds…swirling winds…salt air mist…reacquainted…long lost friends…senses awakened…tranquil...

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              A house of twigs…of leaves and grass…a brief encounter as seasons pass…an empty home…sits quiet and still…swirling winds and evening chills…will soon be hidden high above…filled with promise…Spring’s new buds…a familiar dwelling filled with...

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