I know this isn't a garden......but it is a living thing.....it was so wild and windy out at Stories Beach today, that I just had to be there. Problem was, the wind was so fierce, that it was hard to stand and hold a camera. That's what was so enticing....being part of this raging storm as it pounded and cajoled. 
Far off on the horizon, I could just make out this huge cargo.......logs, I think.....not sure how the crew was dealing with the waves...up and down and up and down............and up and down. Seasick, anyone?
Waves seemed to fall into the shore, with rapid succession.
Waves crushed smaller waves as they approached the beach
Beautiful blues. Loved the feel of the wind.
On the shore near to us were scuba divers that had just come up from the depths. But not a lot of visitors to Stories Beach....too rocky and wavy, and too noisy. The wind and surf was thundering so aggressively, it was as if a freight train came pounding through the beach.
Walking along logs back from the surf.
Looking down towards point
Long low surf, and low tide
Driftwood....now this would be stellar in a graden!
Coast Mountains in the background
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