While I'm very much a girl who needs wide open fields, every now and then I get heartsick for waves and salt and sand. Growing up, we drove to the coast of Oregon almost every October, usually with my mom, aunts, Grandmas Glenna and Tilley, and of course, us kids. We'd spend a few days eating real salt water taffy, taking early morning walks on the beach, and collecting all sorts of sea treasure. Next October, my parents and I are planning on taking the boys to Lincoln City. I'm anxious to carry on the tradition and will be longing for that endlessly open horizon until then.
Oregon is nearly perfect.
{October 2009}
PS - These guys are the biggest babies! In October, hundreds come into the warf and I always end up wanting to run down the dock and sit on them. They are so sweet and funny. I wish I had one for a pet.