This is an old railroad trestle that goes over the Dungeness River.
Bird feeder near the education center.
Making our way back across the bridge.
The Dungeness River with the Olympic Mountains in the background.
A little background on this picture. When my daughter was about two it would take us what felt like two hours to go about two feet. This is because she had to stop and pick up every rock that struck her fancy. When I say every rock, I mean all her pockets would be full and so would mine. She is now 12 years old and guess what, she still collects rocks. Lucky she is more selective.
On our way back we found this oddity. That is 11 flowers on one stem.
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