I’m just back from a 10-day family road trip down the Oregon Coast. It was fun. Really fun. But I’ve brought unintentional souvenirs home with me. There was a LOT of blowing sand, and I swear I have particles embedded in all sorts of places where sand is not supposed to be.

On the beaches where it belongs, all that sand is rather gorgeous. We did an amazing hike through the forest to a place called Secret Beach, where off-shore rock formations calmed the waves and a crazy-perfect waterfall bordered the… sand. Did I mention there was a lot of sand?

We took a day off the beach to visit the redwoods, which I’d never seen before. They were everything redwoods are supposed to be. Plus orcs.

Our other non-beach day was spend on a jet boat, cruising up the Rogue River. More on that once I shake the particles from my brain!