The World Around Me

I write about the world to understand it; I photograph the world to appreciate it.

Along the Lummi Shore

Some days I feel like I’ve thoroughly explored everything along the I-5 corridor with my camera, so when I wake up feeling shooty (to steal my friend Oona’s word), I often find myself wondering where to take the old Nikon.

I called my neighbor Andy on Sunday morning and asked if he felt like a photo walk, which of course he did. I was hoping he’d have some location ideas, which of course he didn’t. Brunch and several cups of coffee inpsired nothing, so we just decided to get in his truck and start driving.

We ended up on the Lummi Indian Reservation, which runs along the coast of Washington, just north of Bellingham. When most people think of beaches, I imagine they envision white sand and sunshine. When I think of beaches, I think of what the Pacific Northwest has to offer: rocks and clamshells crunching under foot, cold wind, and eagles perching quietly in the gnarled, bare trees above the shore.

I have more pictures not posted here (one of an eagle!) which I still need to look at. I have a four day weekend coming up, and I’m going to use some of that time to get caught up on photo editing. My Smugmug account is now permanently closed, and I have to work on re-creating all of my albums on Zenfolio. But, I consider that a good opportunity to purge photos I never really liked and to whittle down to only the best ones.