Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Life is a Beach...and then we LIVE

Not at my beloved river today. No, instead I'm at Arch Cape. The family beach house. A wonderful spot that doesn't get its fair share of visits from us because...well, because of the Metolius. There is no other place to put blame.

But the Beach, our beach, is nice too. Better than nice, especially in the Dog Days of Summer. Days aren't as long anymore, and when it's hot in town here it is not. Here it is....Perfect!

What does it have that Camp Sherman does not? Sand, for one, though you can FIND sand at the Metolius or at near by lakes. But not this much sand; and not sand like this. And seagulls, squawking as they scavenge, forever cleaning the beach and forever messing it as well.

And crab, though now we are deterred somewhat, that early summer prices of 4.99/lb. have given way to late season $8.99. Salmon, line caught yesterday or this morning. Clams, the small steamers, so good that butter almost seems to detract. Caramel corn? Sea foam? Taffy? Oh yeah, all that too.

But if I there were nothing more than to wake up at the beach and smell the salty ocean air and see the Pacific one short stones throw from the door, to hear the gulls ... to maybe walk the dog the short distance to the sand she loves so much ... well ... Dayenu ... it would be enough.

Bend in the River

Bend in the River
Metolius River very near its Source - Fall 2005