The Beach. . .

Every single time, without fail, when I visit Twin Rocks, it's raining.  Pouring, even.  Sheets of rain and low lying fog have defined every visit I've ever had to Twin Rocks.  Except this one. . .

We couldn't have asked for more perfect weather on the Oregon Coast in December. . .

I don't imagine that I will ever live at the beach, but if the opportunity presented itself, I would have to seriously consider it. . .