The beginning of October we headed down to Gramma's house in Florence on the beautiful central Oregon Coast.
Slimy creatures abounded.
After a rain shower you can't tell where the beach ends and the sky begins.
One of my favorite obsessions - a cool gnarly old tree.
The next morning it was down to the North Jetty of the Siuslaw River to let the dogs go for a little ball-chasing and dip.
That's Jinx in the middle and the "boys" - her now very-much fully grown Labradoodle pups Moe and Curly.
They take after their daddy who was a ginormous, Royal Standard Poodle. Mama (Jinx) can walk right underneath their legs. But she usually still outswims them.
And the highlight of the entire trip. Over on the jetty rocks, was this little furry guy - all alone.
Stellar Sea Lion, we think. I wasn't going to get closer for a better identification. Probably a pup whose own Mama had left him on the rocks temporarily while she hunted. The Sea Lion Caves are only 11 miles or so north of here. Don't know what was up with the circles in his fur - maybe ringworm or barnacles? His ribs are showing - could be ill.
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