Well THIT! Here we go again with a fresh box of crayons and a clean page to produce yet another masterpiece. Ummmmm.... has anyone seen the Burnt Sienna? How about the yellow ocher?
How would you like to have the front and backyard views like this? The ocean's not normally that active but a combination of tide and storm surge can create exciting shots at times...
Ooooooh, I'd have to change my pants if I were in that lighthouse when those waves hit!!! YIKES!!
From last night, I have been hiking in the Columbia River Gorge since I was in my teens and most of the trails are steep. I have hiked from the base of Multnomah Falls to the top,the Angels Rest trail (there's a real steep one!!)and Eagle Creek Trail. These didn't bother my 'fear' of heights because I could either stay well back of the edge (except for Eagle Creek, one part made my feet 'itch' and gave me vertigo if I looked down) or the edge was blocked by trees in full leaf.
Carol - As I said, heights don't bother me when it's only me. I can climb, look down, or whatever... no problemo! It's when another person gets too close to the edge that my "gut" does a flip-flop. It must stem from a "prior life" trauma because I certainly don't remember seeing anyone fall. I will admit though that I have climbed and hiked with some pretty "stupid" partners. I never knew if their next step might be their last.
Carl, I think my unease with getting too close to the edge of anything high comes from when I was a kid. My Dad drove a 1941 DeSoto When I stood on the 'hump' in the floor in the back, and looked between the front seats and out the front windshield, the hood of the car seemed enormous and I couldn't see over it. Dad would always pull off the road so we could see the ocean views when we went to the coast. It always seemed that he was just going to drive off the cliff or edge from my prospective. To this day, I get antsy pulling up too close to the edge. Joe knows this and is careful to stay to one side of well back of the edge. If I the one driving, it's not a problem.
Ain't that the truth???!!! Just think of those fairy tales our folks/grandparents read to us! Nothing like a witch in the woods who throws children in an oven, or a wolf who looks like your grandma (well, you have to wonder at the eyes sight of the kids in that story), or a huge bean stalk with a giant at the top of it that grinds your bones to make his bread, trolls under bridges...it's a wonder we are not under a shrinks care, but somehow we dealt with these tales. Children are resilient little creatures. Better they know how the real world works early on. Today's kids are in for a real rude awakening.
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Well THIT! Here we go again with a fresh box of crayons and a clean page to produce yet another masterpiece. Ummmmm.... has anyone seen the Burnt Sienna? How about the yellow ocher?
How would you like to have the front and backyard views like this? The ocean's not normally that active but a combination of tide and storm surge can create exciting shots at times...
Play nice nice & have a great Thursday....
WOW great shots Carl
Ooooooh, I'd have to change my pants if I were in that lighthouse when those waves hit!!! YIKES!!
From last night, I have been hiking in the Columbia River Gorge since I was in my teens and most of the trails are steep. I have hiked from the base of Multnomah Falls to the top,the Angels Rest trail (there's a real steep one!!)and Eagle Creek Trail. These didn't bother my 'fear' of heights because I could either stay well back of the edge (except for Eagle Creek, one part made my feet 'itch' and gave me vertigo if I looked down) or the edge was blocked by trees in full leaf.
Carol - As I said, heights don't bother me when it's only me. I can climb, look down, or whatever... no problemo! It's when another person gets too close to the edge that my "gut" does a flip-flop. It must stem from a "prior life" trauma because I certainly don't remember seeing anyone fall. I will admit though that I have climbed and hiked with some pretty "stupid" partners. I never knew if their next step might be their last.
Carl, I think my unease with getting too close to the edge of anything high comes from when I was a kid. My Dad drove a 1941 DeSoto When I stood on the 'hump' in the floor in the back, and looked between the front seats and out the front windshield, the hood of the car seemed enormous and I couldn't see over it. Dad would always pull off the road so we could see the ocean views when we went to the coast. It always seemed that he was just going to drive off the cliff or edge from my prospective. To this day, I get antsy pulling up too close to the edge. Joe knows this and is careful to stay to one side of well back of the edge. If I the one driving, it's not a problem.
Ahhhhh... The scars our childhood gives us!
Ain't that the truth???!!! Just think of those fairy tales our folks/grandparents read to us! Nothing like a witch in the woods who throws children in an oven, or a wolf who looks like your grandma (well, you have to wonder at the eyes sight of the kids in that story), or a huge bean stalk with a giant at the top of it that grinds your bones to make his bread, trolls under bridges...it's a wonder we are not under a shrinks care, but somehow we dealt with these tales. Children are resilient little creatures. Better they know how the real world works early on. Today's kids are in for a real rude awakening.
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