Miscellaneous photos from a trip to Westport, WA

A View of the path to the beach from the window of our Airbnb
The walking path to the beach
Lupinus littoralis, Seashore Lupine
beach at low tide
Westport, Washington – low tide
seaweed and broken shells
Mussels growing on an old buoy
Merino’s Seafood Market, “The Taste of Westport”
K and Stevie in front of Merino’s
Close-up of our fresh caught seafood lunch from Merino’s
Clam chowder, halibut fish and chips, coleslaw
Our view of the marina while we ate lunch
Smoked salmon from Seafood Connection…
…Tied to my backpack to snack on later
A sandy shell
a sand dollar
Another pathway down to the ocean
K and Stevie on the beach
K and Stevie running on the beach
Me giving you a peace sign πŸ™‚

~ EK

Sunrise yoga overlooking the Strait of Juan de Fuca

Last weekend K and I tent-camped overlooking the Strait of Juan de Fuca while outdoor’n our way around the coast of the Olympic Peninsula. It was crisp, windy, damp and beautiful….

The Strait of Juan de Fuca is a 96-mile-long body of water which separates the northern edge of the Olympic Peninsula, Wash. from British Columbia, Canada, and is the outlet of the Salish Sea into the Pacific Ocean.

Screenshot of a map with the Strait of Juan de Fuca circled in fuchsia

Some highlights of the stay were:

  • watching multiple bald eagles soar in and out of the trees around us
  • watching misty sunrises and sunsets from the comfort of the tent
  • waking up in the middle of the night to see the stars (note to self: “big dipper screen saver” lol)
  • cool, moist, fresh air–a much needed break from the extreme heat and wildfire smoke we’re experiencing out here in Eastern Washington

The (typical) rough bits were:

  • stiff muscles and creaky joints from hiking and sleeping in the cold
  • disrupted/sluggish digestion from traveling
  • a sore neck from Stevie (my dog) hogging the headspace/pillows in the tent every night

Here’s where sunrise campsite yoga comes in.

Lubricating my creaky joints, smoothing out cranky spots, and quickly assessing my overall physical, mental and emotional needs for the day…


The way I see it, an A.M. view like this is a precious gift…

View of the sunset over the water through the mesh window of the tent. Canada is faintly visible in the distance.

The way I see it, this human body and the power to move it is a precious gift, too.

I strive always to be a grateful, humble, studious recipient of these gifts!

EK doing hip circles with hands on hips
EK in a simple variation of Virabhadrasana I (Warrior 1)
EK squatting in Malasana (Garland Pose)
EK in an expansive side stretch

For those curious, the boat in the background of the video appears to have been left to rust on land many years ago. πŸ™‚

A time-lapse video of sunrise yoga filmed while tent camping on the edge of The Salish Sea, July 2021

This was a spontaneous and candid recording filmed outside the tent just after sunrise.

No yoga mat or props… hoodie, wool cap, boots, grass, rocks and all.

EK standing facing away from the camera standing casually with arms crossed, taking in the view

Pausing to soak in my surroundings. ❀

I hope you get a chance to go outside and move your body around real soon.

All the best, EK

Achillea millefolium – Common yarrow

Common yarrow – Okanogan-Wanatchee National Forest, June 2021

One of my favorite pastimes is to identify plants from photos I’ve taken while hiking.

Some plants are common and easy to identify; the yarrow pictured above for example.

Other plants are trickier… I’ve got a funky lookin’ Larkspur that’s been giving me the run around for a month, haha.

What’s blooming in your neck of the woods?

I’d love to read about it in the comments πŸ™‚

~ EK

Chicken pesto and a skirted twirl

We packed a cold chicken pesto sandwich, a greek salad, and a couple of bottles of kombucha from the Tonasket Natural Foods Co-op into a lunchbox for just the right moment to pullover and pop the trunk for lunch.

I’ve eaten lots of fancy foods in very nice restaurants over the years, but these humble trunk meals of sandwiches and snacks are actually my favorite.

Standing in the gravel of some rest area between hikes, or on a road trip, quietly synchronized-chewing in blissful satisfaction.


Naturally, after fueling up on some simple nourishing grub, I felt like twirling in the sun.

The birds cheered me on from the trees…

See video below for reference:

Do sandwiches make you twirl, too?

Or is it just me?

~ ~ ~ e k

Fiddlenecks in early June // Okanogan-Wenatchee National Forest

Some photos I captured on a walk earlier this month of a plant I was able to later identify as a type of Amsinckia, commonly known as Fiddlenecks.

After a fair amount of comparison and research online, I still wasn’t able to distinguish the exact species. I suspect most likely Amsinckia tessellata or possibly Amsinckia menziesii, but this plant is new to me and the variations are subtle and numerous.

Common fiddleneck is a member of the borage family, aka the forget-me-not family.

Adorable, hairy tendrils growing toward the light…

Hey, that sounds a lot like us fuzzy little humans πŸ™‚

Keep growing! ~ EK


Summer Solstice

An excerpt from Mary Oliver’s poem The Summer Day which I found especially fitting this morning and wanted to share with you:

I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?

You can read the full poem via the Library of Congress website here πŸ™‚

Blessings to you ~ EK

Some Campfire’s Love Poem

Some Campfire's Love Poem

Weary child, as evening 
casts your shadow long
across this pebbled bank

the sun, who held your face 
in daytime, selfless
omnipotent illuminator
who only told you true
for all of your life

who kissed your cheeks
and showed you how
to plant your feet down and
how to lift them up again

weary child, the sun is fading.
Draw near me now in reflection
and be held almost whole
in this unsettling hour.

Elizabeth Keefer, May 2021

LIRIODENDRON TULIPIFERA in Spring

If the title of this post looks familiar to you, you are very observant and deserve a high five.

Back at the beginning of this year (January 2nd to be exact) I shared some very different pictures of this tree in a post called LIRIODENDRON TULIPIFERA IN SNOW

Well, it’s May…

The snow has melted, the hot sun is making regular appearances again, and wouldn’t you know it, this Tulip Tree is now in full spring bloom.

Liriodendron tulipifera, aka Tulip Tree or Yellow Poplar, is native to Eastern North America (far from where this one is planted) and is the state tree of Kentucky, Tennessee, and Indiana.

Tulip Trees bloom May through June.

Big showy yellow flowers banded in bright orange at the base of each petal.

What a gift to witness these blooms! Almost surreal looking.

Generous cups of cold sherbet, vanilla and orange…

Perhaps a shaded feast for some lucky pollinators on a hot day.

As colorful as they are, it’s easy to scan the tree and not see the flowers because they don’t open up until after the leaves are fully formed, and by then they are fairly tucked in and hidden.

I’m glad I got a chance to snap these photos; I’ve never seen a Tulip Tree bloom and I was excited to share it with you. πŸ™‚ For reference (for myself as much as anyone else) I took these with my old Pentax K-500 with an inexpensive CPL filter.

What’s blooming in your world? πŸ™‚

Love! EK

Cold and accomplished – first camping trip of the season

Long before I opened my eyes to the calm blue light of tent walls dotted with sunlit glassy raindrops, the honking of geese overhead stirred me to consciousness and a sleepy smile spread across my slightly chapped lips.

First sight of the day, wet tent fabric

These early morning moments are what I camp for.

Waking up in a tent to the smell of wet earth.

Crisp air nips at my cheeks and reminds me of my vitality.

The sounds of animals bustling around me on a thick carpet of damp ponderosa pine needles reminds me I am but one part of a large web of deeply connected beings.

Waking up to a new day alongside non-human siblings – the grasses, the trees, the bugs, the birds, the deer, the rocks. Whew! What a privilege.

looking up inside the tent
out of the warm tent and into the wet cold morning
boots on…
and ready to face the day
sunrise over camp
Foggy sunrise over Lake Roosevelt, May 8th

First camping trip of the year… CHECK!

How beautiful is that fog rolling off the lake? πŸ™‚

Stay curious, friends! ~ EK