I love the path from the parking lot to the ocean at the Gleneden Beach state park. It always looks like this, more or less - from the darkness to the light and so on. It reminds me of how Dorothy would come to a new kingdom in the Land of Oz - hit the border and you're in a whole new place with new rules and new people. (it LOOKS like that in this picture, but the people of the Parking Lot were the same people of the Sand and Sea and they did a lot of traveling back and forth. It's an open border, frequently crossed.)
my camera was wigging out for some unknown reason and was taking in a lot of light. There must have been some setting gone south or some other logical, mechanical reason - when this happens I have to take a deep breath and remind myself that it is a tool with some mysterious setting ailment and not a moody little beast deliberately trying to enrage me. (I think we all know who the moody beast is in this scenario.) After my deep breath, I try to make the best of it. I do like how the white is a little fuzzy and glowy against the shadows.
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