Low tide at Beard’s Hollow, provides a peek into the geology and ecology of this region where the North American Continent and the Pacific Ocean meet, on the north shore of the Columbia River.
Buffeted by wind and waves over centuries, stone splits into boulders, rocks, gravel and sand. Caught in nooks and crannies, pockets of dirt provide a foothold for perennial native grasses, ferns, and shrubs to colonize the hillside.
Roots reach into and fragment rock, while leaves and stems add humus to the soil.
Native flora weaves a tapestry, from its sandy base at ocean’s edge, across and up the craggy hill, to where evergreen trees hug the ridge.
From the mystery of a wild bog, skunk cabbage and horsetails rise to daylight.
Colors and textures stack, one over the other.
Amanita muscaria emerges, under cover of grass.
Layers in motion
A mature Bald Eagle keeps her perch, while a flock of Cowbirds glean in dune-grass along the berm.
When Jello and I took our walk the afternoon of June 9, 2019, Brown Pelican migration northward was underway. What a photographer’s blessing to see the sky dotted with pelicans on the wing, and a flock resting in the surf.
Clouds stack-up along the perimeter of a bright blue sky.
A serious minus tide, leaves layers of wrack-lines on the sands at Long Beach, WA.
Thank you Amy and Lens-Artists, for a challenge which prompted me to examine my photographic images from another perspective. I like that!