May has brought summery weather to the North Country and reminds me of summers past. The rock-strewn beaches of Humarock, outside Boston, provided the backdrop to boyhood Junes and Julys.
Lampson Falls cuts through the woods where the St. Lawrence River Valley begins to transition into the Adirondacks. On this crisp fall afternoon, perfect weather accompanied the hikers exploring the groomed trails, campsites, and beach surrounding the falls.
Piece of driftwood or ancient benthic beast? You decide.
Seattle’s skyline on a nice clear day from Alki always gives me the warm fuzzies.
Nothing finer on a sunny Seattle day than admiring the beautiful Puget Sound.
It’s hard to get comfortable on the rocky beach near the point of Seattle’s Discovery Park, but the unique perspective it offers on the maritime nature of Seattle is worth it.
Such a quintessentially northwest scene: the intrepid few scouring a rocky beach on Hood Canal on an overcast day in the summer looking for shellfish. A little slice of heaven.
Of all the plant phyla, I’ve always felt a particular affinity for the conifers. Those spiny softwood survivors have a diverse yet particular set of aromatic compounds that accompany them; I can chart a lot of happy memories to pine or cypress groves and their applied organic chemistry. Starting on the east coast, through the midwest, and finding myself in grad school on the west coast meant contact with a lot of different species. These ocean-wind-sculpted examples from Pacifica, California are particularly dramatic.
North Carolina has beaches for miles.
North Carolina’s Outer Banks.