Port Townsend Bay.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: sunshine.
Port Townsend Bay.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: sunshine.
I am blogging A to Z about artists, particularly women artists and mostly about my mother, Helen Burling Ottaway.
H is for Helen and Hurricane Ridge. Here is one of her water colors.
My mother loved water colors. I think she loved them best of all the art techniques she did. Etchings and water colors were the two most important.
She wanted to move to the Pacific Northwest for years, but she and my father were worried about moving my grandmother, Katherine White Burling. Katy B. died while I was in residency at OHSU in Family Practice, in 1994. My parents then spent at least a year dealing with the will and two houses and stuff and also looking for the right place. They drove all over the northwest. My mother liked the rain and gardening and art. My father wanted sailboats and singing and music. At last they called me and my sister: Chimacum, Washington. “We found a house in Chimacum.”
My sister Chris and I both replied, “WHERE?”
We said to each other that we were mildly horrified that they were selling “our” house in Alexandria, Virginia, though we really had only lived there from when I was 14 and she was 11. My sister had worked for the US Forest Service and lived in Port Angeles on the Olympic Peninsula, so she knew the area much better than I did. I finished residency in Portland in 1996 and moved to Colorado. Shortly after that my parents moved to Chimacum, Washington.
My mother lived four years after they moved. She was diagnosed with ovarian cancer in 1997 and died on May 15, 2000. This is one of her northwest watercolors. I am glad that she had time to do some, though I wish that she had more time.
Here is the Hurricane Ridge park information: https://www.nps.gov/olym/planyourvisit/visiting-hurricane-ridge.htm. Be careful, though, because the park is big and wild and it can be dangerously wet and cold. People are more likely to die of exposure if they get lost than from a cougar or bear. Take some emergency gear if you hike, because the park is very big and wild. My sister wrote about duncehead expeditions, where people camp with inadequate gear. She mostly worked trail crew for the US Forest Service, but they did search and rescue as well. My sister died of cancer as well. Her blog is here: http://e2grundoon.blogspot.com/ .
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For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: coast.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: cast off.
For this week’s prompt, I am choosing curve. I love the curve of the beach and the shadow and the cliff, all mirroring together.
Attach your favorite examples of curves in photographs and I will list them next week. Have a wonderful Monday. ________________________________________
Last week’s prompt was detail.
Bushboy checks in with a flower detail new to me.
My daughter and I hiked North Beach yesterday, for my birthday. I am off for two days of vacation. I was trying to identify this bird and didn’t figure it out until I was home. A harlequin duck. What a beauty! But having time with my daughter is the best gift.
This is for Norm2.0’s Thursday doors.
Norm’s photographs today are of 11th century doors, well, I am so jealous. My local door pictures are feeling unsatisfying. I like this door to the ferry though, more of a virtual door, with the ramp up and waiting. I went out this morning and with the cloud cover everything was shades of blues and silvers and greys, except for the wind sock.
I like all the cormorants on the pilings too, waiting to warm up.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: haze.
For the Ragtag Daily Prompt: jet.
I am going to use the meaning of the color jet: jet black. The color is from jet, lignite used in jewelry. Lignite is a precurser to coal. I have a necklace of jet beads from my great aunt.
This coot is jet black in the sun and against the water. Coots look self-contained to me, shyer than the ducks. They look down in the water and make noises to them selves, not like the insistent mallards. They move a little bit robotically. The neurological wiring seems more primitive than the ducks.
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