You watch my back, I'll watch yours. Or maybe I'll just be the first to spot the next food source and beat you to it.

A raven flying along the beach looking for goodies exposed by the receding tide.

Hair-like roots from an uprooted pine. They seem to be still trying to draw in moisture to sustain growth in the downed tree.

When I see a curved tree like this it always makes me wonder what event happened in its youth that affected it and not the trees around it. Maybe a moose stepped on it when it was just a sapling.

I was struck by how much this photo looks like a partly burned forest with smoke still moving through the trees. Yet it is just the bare understory of a dense forest in fog.

Getting up early on a foggy, rainy day to go hiking is a good way to insure some solitude on the trail--and some nice moody photographs as well.

I'm not that into people photography, but sometimes an image with people in it has too much to say to be ignored. Does it still count as street photography if you're on a beach?

With apologies to John Steinbeck, I had to use this title since these grapes look like they're about to experience some rough treatment from Mother Nature.

We traveled through Oregon wine country on our way to the coast yesterday. I love the mosaic patterns the rows of grape vines make on the rolling hills.