Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Night of the Seven Sets

"Night of the Seven Sets"
(Image #1 taken 4:57 pm)

(Image #2 taken 5:15 pm)

In seven words, for the seven sets, tonight sunset(s) were...well, Amazing! ~ Marvelous! ~ Impressive! ~ Sensational! ~ Dramatic! ~ Splendid! ~ Striking!

(Image #3 taken 5:26 pm)

(Image #4 taken 5:33 pm)

(Image #5 taken 5:40 pm)

From beginning to end, it did not disappoint. Every color you'd imagine in a sunset was present at some point throughout the evening.
(Image #6 taken 5:43 pm)

One could stand on the dock, snap a shot every few minutes, and come up with seven different creative colored sunsets.

(Image #7 taken 5:57 pm)

Oregon, at its best!

Saturday, January 22, 2011

Sand Trapped in Waldport, Oregon

Sand Trapped in Waldport, Oregon
Harsh winter winds this past weekend nearly buried some ocean front homes in Waldport, Oregon.
Residents are shoveling out after a windstorm buried their homes in sand. The high winds left sand piled up to the roof level of some homes.
"You could barely sleep it was so loud," said resident Bob Bailey, who was in one of the homes as the storm hit. "You could just hear the sand pounding against the windows and roof it was pretty loud."
(photo by my mother)
In the period of one night, sand moved in and buried homes.  Drifts as high as thirty feet were formed.  This, we had to go see. So, for my birthday outing, we packed up the car with all the dogs, and headed to Waldport.
The site was amazing. Home after home was partially buried in wet sand with drifts piled high like you'd find after a Minnesota snow storm.

One resident I spoke to seems rather distraught over the sandstorm drifts. He blamed his neighbors for the sand piled against his house. He claims the neighbors didn't maintenance their own dune properly.


I wanted to tell him that sand will naturally drift and go where it wants to go, and that he needed to blame no one but Mother-Nature...and the location of his house, but I refrained from the obvious, for I didn't think it would have helped.
(photo by my mother)
Further down the street, I came across a women who was spraying the caked sand off the side of her house. She seemed more positive about the situation at hand.
"I've lived here sixteen years, and every year we have to dig our homes out," the lady said while brushing the loose hair out of her face with the back of her hand.

"It's the price we pay for living on a sand dune with an ocean front view." I agreed. She smiled.

 After she gave me the grand tour of the outside of her buried home, she said, "I don't really see what all the 'hoopla' is though?  It must have been a slow news days...cause this happens all the time."
 Fortunately for the sand spit dwellers, the city of Waldport provides heavy equipment to assist in removing the unwanted sand drifts.  Even the assistant comes with a price.
(photo by my mother)
It's not just the ocean view that costs...rumor has it, the price of sand removal can cost each resident an average of $3K a storm.
(photo by my mother)
This house had three feet of sand piled against the garage door.  The yard was gone, or buried, much like every yard on the ocean side of the street.
Despite a few of the north spit dweller's nonchalant approach to the mess at hand, my mother and I thought the sand drifts forming over night, and burying homes, and building sand hills thirty feet high in places, was news worthy whether is being the first time or a reoccurring event.
It was my first time to see such a mess...and I am glad we made the trek.  And, I am glad it is there mess, no matter what the view might be.

Thursday, January 20, 2011

Outgoing Reflections

Outgoing Reflections
Charleston, Oregon

On an outgoing tide, I went to the Charleston Boat Basin to photograph fishing boats.
Here are a few of the results.


I have tried to capture this many times before but with no avail. Finally though, today I am happy with the results.  

I am reading a book titled: The Betterphoto Guide to Digital NATURE Photography, by Jim Miotke. I am on the chapter of "simplicity." He writes: 
"When presented with a scene, it's only natural to 'want it all.' You just can't fathom leaving anything out. Since you're enjoying the grand vista, you assume you must include every single element in your photograph...by trying to include everthing, however, sometimes you end up with a photo that says nothing."
I pondered what I read, took on the challenge, and applied it todays photo challenge.


I spent the afternoon down on the Charleston docks capturing boats reflecting in water. The challenge from Jim Miotke, was to not include any part of the actual boat in the frame. 

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Concretion Rock Art

 Blue Eyed Cirlce of Sand
 I spent the last two days out at Shore Acres State Park, photographing the rock/concretion rock formations.  I can spend hours at this location.  Here are some of my favorite shots captured.
The Face of a Lizard

 Concretion Row
 Ice Cream Swirl
 Four Leafed Clover
 Winter Solstice
 Defined Layers
 The Dome
 Texture at its Best
  Contrast Difference


 Space and Time
 Concretion Layer
 The Breakdown
Ground Level

Ebb and Flow

Layers of Time