We never fail to pay a visit to Camano Island State Park when we have time together out on the Pilchuck.
We never fail to be amazing as we marvel at the textures and the variety of stones and shells arranged before us on the shore.
December 22nd was to be our day to wander and comb the ever-changing shore of what has become our couples pilgrimage in this part of the world.
Here are a few of the scenes and textures that caught my eye on a gray Camano Island December day.
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| A monochromatic study in gray |
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| Across Saratoga Strait, Olympic Mountains above Whidbey Island |
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| Clams and barnacles washed to our feet by December's storms |
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| Composition of stone and mollusk |
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| Ribbed texture of a driftwood log |
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| Crows perch on Fort Driftwood |
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| Barnacle encrusted meta-greenstone volcanic boulder at water's edge |
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