Dungeness – Page 33 – Sequim Daily Photo

Thistles

Throughout summer thistles grow, bloom, and then go to seed. They have tough, toothed leaves with sharp spines and thick, fibrous roots. I can’t find anything to recommend them.

This time of the year thistles go to seed. They produce downy puffs, prodigious amounts of them, that get airborne in our afternoon breezes. I looked out a window the other day to see great drifts of thistle puffs blowing past like a peculiar summer snowstorm.

The fluffy seeds get caught on anything in their path. Then with fall rains they wash into the soil and continue the cycle.

Double Eagle Restaurant

Here’s the restaurant that’s located next to the totem pole I showed you yesterday. (You can see the top of the pole at the right of this photo.) The Double Eagle Restaurant is located at the Cedars at Dungeness Golf Course. It serves dinner and specializes in steak and seafood. At the back of the building is Stymie’s Bar and Grill which serves breakfast, lunch, and dinner in a more casual atmosphere. This is another of the businesses run by the local Jamestown S’Klallam Tribe.

Golf totem

This is at the base of a totem pole at the Cedars at Dungeness Golf Course, owned by the local Jamestown S’Klallam Tribe. Fitting for a golf course, wouldn’t you say?

July sunset

This is the kind of sunset that demands reverence…or awe.

Did someone say “lavender?”

Olympic Lavender Farm was sold to new owners last year and if I’m not mistaken it also has a new sign. The owners have two other lavender growing sites in the Dungeness area in addition to this five acre plot.

The Olympic Lavender farm is 19 years old and plans are afoot to plant thousands of additional lavender plants here this fall. Like many of our other farms, Olympic Lavender has a farm store and a variety of lavender products created with their organic blossoms.

Oops

Here’s another chunk of the Dungeness Recreation Area bluff that’s headed seaward. Most of the land here is just compacted sand, really. Give it enough rain, throw in a little wind, and voila! A new jog in the trail.

Like a duck…

This handsome mallard stood watch while his mate first pecked around for food on land and then headed into the water for a bath. I rather liked his mirrored reflection.