I am heading ultimately for Astoria, a town on
|Harbor I can't remember or find name of|
I drive north to the end of the road then walk
|Over the dunes|
|Lighthouse at Leadbetter Point|
converge, I head down the road to an access point and drive on the sand back up the beach to the lighthouse and encounter a "drive no farther" sign. After my previous two-mile walk, I am done with beach walking. I still want to get to the end, but I will save it for another time. A time when I will explore Lewis and Clark National and State Park at the south end more, too; when I have a Discover Pass and maybe a tent. I do get to Astoria, but just drive through.
As for the rest of the week, in yoga I unhappily found myself next to a heavy
|Mt. St. Helens over Columbia from Astoria|
|Eagle with the long view|
I listened to a recorded book yesterday, a memoir by a woman who survived the 2004 tsunami in Sri Lanka, while her husband children, and parents perished. The recorded book before that was one in which a single childless woman became guardian of a teenager she barely knew. Random and random.
|Mt. Rainier from Jackson Highway|
PS: As I choose photos for this post, I notice it has been about the big picture lately, rather than close-up detail. And, as is often the case, the ultimate destination (in this case Astoria) is often not not where we spend much time. Life as metaphor.