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The photography blog of Victoria Bennett Beyer, featuring travel photographs from road trips across America and botanical photography of plants, flowers and leaves.
Time for another throwback. This is one from Cannon Beach, Oregon. We took a shore break from the RV to stay at a hotel overlooking the beach. Every minute we weren’t on the sand, we were taking it all in from the balcony.
These pretty bluets are from earlier in summer. They grow in such beautiful bunches, carpeting the sunny spaces between trees.
I’ve been digging through some old files, so get ready for some throwbacks. This one is from Red Bay, Labrador in Canada. Three years ago we took an epic RV trip through eastern Canada, and this was the northernmost point we reached. It was beautiful, and covered in gulls. I can’t believe I got a shot where there was only one!
I found this little halo of Virginia creeper. It is very pretty but don’t trust that sweet look. It was strangling full-grown trees so I pulled out as much as I could.
“Mom! I’m hungry!” I spotted this young robin and its mother in my backyard today. The mom was doing her best to ignore her insistent offspring. The young one did collect its own bugs from the grass but still flew off to follow mom when she tried to leave.
It was the hazy yellow light painting my kitchen windows that caught my eye. It was unusual for sunset to be so yellow, and it turned out to be from wildfire smoke which we rarely see here in Pittsburgh. I went outside to watch the show, and was doubly surprised to see these undulating rows of bulbous clouds, Mammatus clouds, which are also unusual. It was a dusk to remember.
These sweet little things are almost as big as their parents now.
