Sometimes a Place is a Poem 1 (photographic evidence)

This is part one of what I plan on being two parts about the time I spent at the Oregon Dunes last weekend. For context, I am currently enrolled in ten month wildlife tracking intensive. These photos come from our second weekend session.

Lichen.

A horse with no name.

South Tree Island.

Just...

...a bunch of nerds...

...gettin' nerdy.

The PNW Scarab? Nope, a Golden Bupestrid (Cypriasis aurulenta).

PNW Desert Nomads 1.

PNW Nomads 2.

The endless sky.

Learning about gaits. 

Flower of the desert.

Frogs.

Coyote (and humans).

Domestic dog (larger) and coyote.

Just some worms being weird.

Domestic cat.

Sometimes life is dots and dashes.

Frog.

Porcupine.

Porcupine (this time with pad texture and hair marks).

Self Portrait 1

Raccoon.

Crow.

Tracks is stories.

Let them eat crow.

Dead crow.

When a dune gets hungry, it may eat a tree.

Proof.

More proof.

Tunnel of love (lost).

Under the boardwalk...

...people walkin' above.

Life's a beach and then you die.

October Sunburns (Self Portrait 2)

Tall (Shadow 1)

Taller (Shadow 2)

Tallest (Shadow 3)

The final blaze...

...before slumber.

Dawn.

First light. (PNW Nomads 3).

Porcupine.

Blurry killdeer.

Blurry frog.

Blurry blackbear.

Measuring coyotes.

Following coyotes.

Still following coyotes.

Coyote dig.

Dear coyote, stop and take a rest.