I am in Seaside, Oregon, now. Only one week and one state away from home. But I wish my adventure hadn’t ended on such a sad note after loosing my best friend and long time companion Oscar, my old beagle.
In a way I wish I had held on to him for one more week so I wouldn’t feel like he didn’t make it home. But then I realize that he was home. He has been home this whole time. Since we moved into the RV this has been his home and he liked it here. Only the outside world changed. If I held onto him for one more week, that would have been for me and not the best thing for him.
When we got to the Pacific Ocean again, I am convinced that Oscar thought we were all home. He seemed to come alive on the beach at Crescent City that day and he really enjoyed his last beach walk. When he started going downhill I rushed him up here to Seaside where he could go to Cannon Beach, his favourite place in the world. But he didn’t come alive like he did at Crescent City. He just sat there and watched.
I have a lot more images to show you from the trip, but I really don’t feel like processing them or making new images or doing any writing. So I think I’ll take this last week off from the blog while we get ready to cross the border and go home.
Thank you to everyone who left me such kind comments and words of support on my blog post last week, and on facebook, and those who sent me personal emails. It made a big difference to hear from so many people.
I’ll leave you, for now, with this image of Oscar that I made at Cannon Beach about a year and a half ago.