On our recent trip to Lake Quinault, we stopped by Ruby Beach on Washington’s wild and rugged coast.
We took the short trail down, stopping to look through the trees at the beach below, which was mostly socked in by fog.
At the end of the trail, we climbed over giant drift logs, many retaining their color as if they’d only recently fallen.
There were rocks of all sizes, smooth and worn away by generations of pounding waves.
Those not so smooth still showed smaller rocks embedded within them.
These are sedimentary rocks, which according to Wikipedia are ” types of rock that are formed by the accumulation or deposition of mineral or organic particles at Earth’s surface, followed by cementation. Sedimentation is the collective name for process that cause these particles to settle in place. “
If rocks could talk, I bet they’d have stories to tell.
In case you wondered there were no rubies to be found; I was hoping they’d by lying around for the taking. Ruby Beach is named after reddish colored patches of sand from concentrations of garnet crystals.
But what catches your eye the most are the giant rocks, the offshore islands and sea stacks.
Sea stacks are formed over time by wind and water crashing against headlands, causing them to collapse and erode.
Whatever the cause, aren’t they marvelous?
So there you have it! The rugged beauty of Ruby Beach, showcasing the elements of water, air and earth! Sorry I’m missing the fire. 😉
Sharing with Sunday Stills, Power of the Elements.
Happy Saturday from Susanne and Benji.
Hope it’s a restful one! 🙂
For this week’s Sunday Stills Challenge, I thought I’d share from our recent trip to Lake Quinault on the Olympic Peninsula. Although most of the animals seemed to be tucked away for winter, I did see a lot of birds including crows. Yes, I like these intelligent birds.
This one reminds me of Narcissus, though I think he was more interested in washing his food than looking at his reflection.
This one reminds me of Alfred Hitchcock.
I also saw eagles soaring overhead, and bats feeding at dusk. But my best sighting was of a bird I’d never seen before. We were on our way back from a hike on this trail:
I’d already taken lots of pictures (no surprise there) so my dear husband asked if he could carry my camera the rest of the way. Soon after (uh-huh) I looked up and saw the tiniest owl I’d ever seen perched on a branch overhead. The little fellow was only 6 or 7 inches tall with a round little face, staring straight ahead.
“Bob,” I said quietly. “Stop. Look up. I need my camera.”
It took 10 seconds or so before I got my camera back and tried to focus on the tiny bird above. Unfortunately, I was too slow and watched him fly away. It was a Northern Pygmy Owl!
I did manage to get a picture of the largest herbivore in Olympic National Park, the Roosevelt Elk. We saw one the next day on our way to the Hoh Rainforest, standing by the side of the road, as still as a statue. She never once turned to look at us though we were only a few feet away. We finally realized she was fixated on a hiker walking up the road, so we moved on and gave her some peace.
I wish I could show you pictures of the bear and cougar that live here but I suppose it’s best that they remain hidden. So this will have to do.
Earlier this week we spent a few days at Lake Quinault and once again fell in love with the calm and beauty of the lake, and the magic of the rainforest.
It was a perfect time to visit the Quinault Valley. We spent our days exploring and found giant trees – including the largest Sitka Spruce in the world –
and waterfalls at the end of easy hikes with no one else on the trails.
It was all wonderful, but our favorite was the Maple Glade Rainforest Trail, where we saw giant maples dressed in green garments, fringes hanging from their arms, ferns at their feet, streams flowing through, reflecting back their glory.
“Drenched in over 12 feet of rain a year, Olympic’s west side valleys flourish with North America’s best remaining examples of temperate rain forest. Giant western hemlocks, Douglas-firs and Sitka spruce trees dominate the landscape while ferns and moss cloak the trees and forest floor. In these valleys, even the air seems green.”National Park Service Website
They say a picture is worth a thousand words. I hope so.
But I doubt whether pictures or words can adequately convey the beauty of the rainforest.
If you ever have the chance, please go see this magical place for yourself.
We happened to pick the best weather days this year to get away to Lake Quinault. The lake was completely still and reflected sunset perfectly.
We also took the most enchanting walk through the rain forest which I hope to share later this week.
In the meantime, hope you have a happy Monday!
I haven’t participated much in #Bloganuary; for some reason the questions haven’t resonated with me. And I was going to skip this one too – as it is unanswerable.
“What is your favorite photo you’ve ever taken?”
Are you kidding me? A single photo??
Instead, I’ve decided to pick out a handful from the hundreds I call favorites.
The Birds and the Bees
I love this picture of an Anna’s hummingbird suspended midair, watching me, as they often do. I also like the colorful backdrop, which I miss since the woods were razed behind our house.
I also love watching the bees and other insects as they work my herb garden. I’m blessed to have them visit.
I’m also blessed to live in Washington State with Mt. Rainier in my backyard. Too, too many pictures to choose from, but I’ll give you this one taken near Paradise, at Reflection Lakes.
And I will never, ever, get tired of Lake Crescent on the Olympic Peninsula.
Now the moment you’ve all been waiting for! You didn’t think I would leave these two out, did you?
And that will do for my ‘favorite photo’ at least for today! 🙂
After I feed the cats, I make my coffee, then retreat to my office to enjoy both – Benji’s on my lap,
Tiger wishes he was.
Tiger finds consolation in the catnip infused toys…
until Benji decides it’s his turn.
Afterwards, they settle in for their morning nap – Benji on the perch, Tiger to places unknown.
A great way to start the day.
~ Susanne, Tiger and Benji
Yesterday we visited Tacoma and found everything blue!
Outside the Art Museum was a sculpture by Marie Watt: Blanket Stories: Transportation Object, Generous Ones, Trek;
and nearby was the Chihuly Bridge of Glass.
At Ruston Way the blue sky merged into the bay
where we saw harbor seals playing
and bald eagles overhead.
And by the end of our walk, the mountain emerged from the clouds and hovered over the city.
It was a rhapsody in blue!
Just when I thought it was time to put away my snowy pictures, along came a photo challenge in White from Sunday Stills. What could I do? Share a few more from our recent snowstorm, for starters!
But enough with the snow! I’m ready for spring! Let’s move on to flowers with these beauties from Soos Creek Botanical Garden.
Finally, there’s nothing quite as white as clouds against a blue sky!
And that should do for white!
“Oh, sorry Tiger!”
Here’s the handsome Tiger – relaxing with touches of white –
from head to toe.
And now, that will do.
It’s the third day with no rain in the Great Northwest but it was foggy, damp and cold and the sun never showed his face. Does it really count??
We bundled up anyway and went for a hike at Saltwater State Park and on the way my phone buzzed with an alert – beware – tsunami headed for the West Coast – its impact on Puget Sound uncertain.
Duly advised, we continued on our way, finding only calm waters beneath a milky gray sky.
After checking out the beach, we walked through the park in the woods where all was green and damp – as it should be I guess – in January.
But I was most intrigued by the giant stilts – was a monster overhead? A transport out of Star Wars?
No, it was just a bridge, looking a bit out of place if you ask me.
Still, it added interest to our walk.