Once upon a time there was a little town by a big ocean. It was a wise little town. Long ago it had looked at its dunes and beaches, its big trees, its marsh where the red-wing blackbirds sang, its little streets and little grey shingle shops and houses, and said: This is all good.
The Oregon Coast is stunning and I finally got to witness a beautiful sunset at Fort Stevens. People tell me all the time that I’m lucky to live in such a beautiful place, and they are right. The Pacific Northwest is gorgeous.