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Pink granite bedrock and kelp exposed by low tide at Haystack Mountain School of Crafts shoreline access, Deer Isle, Maine.
Haystack Rock at Cannon Beach, Oregon. The green face of the rock is where the Tufted Puffins have their burrows. Not many such rocks have sufficient soil on them so that these birds can dig burrows.
This was taken at high tide and "only" about 100 meters of sand to the water. At low tide, the water withdraws so that about half the bottom of the rock is exposed.
For this photo I was standing more or less in the front yard where I saw the Red Crossbills. Not a bad view. - but windy. (Alas, I saw no Plovers running around in the grass on the beach.)
I spent a perfect summer day at the Oregon coast last Friday, an outing that included cheese, wine tasting, a waterfall, and a lighthouse. How to top all that fun goodness? With a sunset, of course! In the evening I headed onto the sand at Cannon Beach and made the trek to Haystack Rock. All day, I was unsure whether I'd actually get to see a sunset, as fog kept rolling in onshore. Even ten minutes before this shot, I was worried about those clouds hovering on the horizon. In the end, I had nothing to fear; at 8:43 PM the sun touched the horizon and drowned in the sea, a fitting end to a fantastic day.
Wanz’apun’atime (the Art and Craft of Play) taught by Bird Ross with technical assistance from Angela Richardson at Haystack Mountain School of Craft, Session 6: August 27 - September 2, 2017
"Using narrative as our lead, we will explore performance, illustration, losing, finding, and making (things up) to see where it launches us. Working collaboratively, we will investigate methods of spontaneously visualizing and presenting stories using tabletop theatre, storytelling with props, puppet shows, solo performance, etc. We will activate it all by concocting, reading, telling, reconfiguring, and dis-remembering diminutive to epic tales while exploring the potential of drawing, painting, collaging, fabricating, sewing, adhering, piecing, and reclaiming as creative impulse. Bring your skills, tools, raw materials, concepts, and big yearnings. We will share skills to collectively increase the abilities of the group and the materials that surround us to spur us toward reinvention and invite others to play. Don’t forget your lab coats, I’ll bring the capes."
Reminded me of Monet's haystacks, but really they were just stacks of scrub wood from a recently cleared patch of land. To be burned probably, in a controlled fashion.
During the summer, there are volunteers that help folks watch all the cool birds on Haystack Rock. I remember there was a Pergrine Falcon nesting on there amongst all the puffins.