The Needles

When we visit Cannon Beach, I like to walk to the south side of Haystack Rock to take pictures of the Needles. For this latest trip, it wasn’t much of a walk because we were staying at Hallmark Inn, just north of the rock. A couple of evenings ago, Suzi and I walked to take pictures.

This picture is interesting because Google+ automatically reviewed the pictures my phone uploaded, selected one and edited it. I like the result!

Here are the original picture and Google+’s version for your comparison:

My favorite photos of 2014

Arranged in no particular order,1 are my seventeen2 favorite photos I made in 2014.


  1. In fact, they are arranged in random order. Refresh the page to see another order. Have fun! Do it again and again. ;-) 
  2. Last year, I was able to limit myself to my 10 favorite photos. This year, I couldn’t make the cut. 

Queen Anne’s Sunset

Last night, I biked to the Hillsboro airport to watch the sun set. Thanks to low clouds, the sunset was over before it started, but still made a nice backdrop for some Queen Anne’s lace.1


  1. In addition to snapping the picture above, I learned that I’m gay. This, according to some discriminating bloke who hollered, “F**k you, f*g!” as he tooled by with his dirty pickup. This was a surprise, even to me. ;-) 

Sunset at Sunset Beach

Suzi and I preceded the kids by a day on our Fourth of July camping trip. This is likely the first time Suzi and I have camped without the kids since Ashley appeared on the scene. Wow!

We had decided late in the game that we were going to go camping this weekend. There were no reservations available so we thought we’d throw a tent in the car and head to the beach on Thursday after Suzi got home from working the night, hoping to find a walk in campsite.

So we did but we weren’t finding anything. Headed south, Suzi told me to turn right, she’d seen a campground sign. It didn’t look promising, but we pulled in to take a look. They had one site available from a cancelation just minutes before. As we were pondering, someone else called to see if there were any sites available. We heard the host discussing all the campgrounds that were full with the caller and decided it was either this place or our back yard. We took it.

We drove home to pack the rest of our stuff and then back again in time to see the setting sun.