The mottled coloring of this harbor seal at Yaquina Head reminded me of our tortoiseshell cat Trixie, who I would see shortly, as this was the last day of my short trip to the coast.
Tag: Oregon coast
Legs Crossed, Holding Tightly
Pity the starfish that does not take advantage of the cover of high tide to go to the bathroom when no one is watching. This poor fellow clinging to a large boulder was left high-and-dry by the receding tide and could do naught but cross its legs and hold it in. Waiting for the inevitable return of the sea but tortured always by the sound of splashing water.
The Poetry of Waves
Beauty and power, always destroyed, always followed.
Brothers in Arms
The receding tide left these sea stars high and dry above the tide pool, arm in arm, their forbidden love exposed.
Boolie 