Terry Shumaker
Profile
My photography has always been an adventure, a friend, a teacher, a good laugh, and, less often, a good cry. It’s helped me see the world. It’s time to share that world with others. I hope you enjoy it as much as I have.
I live in a small town on the Oregon coast. It’s taken more than sixty years, but I’ve finally found where I want to be. Most of my photos were taken in other places, but they all led to here.
Thank you for viewing my pictures. If you have an interest in something not shown here, please contact me. It might be waiting for you in my files.
Groups
Terry Shumaker is a member of *Alice in Wonderland*, Abandoned Dark Creepy, Airlines of the world , Alaska ~ Beyond Your Dreams, All Countries ~ Wetlands, Ponds, Lakes and Rivers, All Oregon USA, Amazing Graves, Ancient Ruins and Relics, Astronomy, Bridges, Covered Bridges, Days Gone By (Photographs must be twenty years or older and include people please), Descriptions, Dilapidated Buildings, Dolphins & Whales, Flotsam & Jetsam, Forests, Ghostly Images, Goldrush and Ghost Towns, Heritage in Stone, Light up My Life (all about lamps), LMAO ART - Your funniest work, Made By Nature - {2 a day} - {Nature images only!}, National Parks of the World & Great Parks Of The World, Nautical, Pacific Northwest , Panoramas 3:1 Ratio Minimum, Penguins Galore, Piers and Jetties, Rubber Ducks, The Collector's Corner, Travel and Adventure, United States, Valentines and Hearts, Welcome To Utah, Western United States Artists and Photographers, Which Way - walkways, pathways, stairways, roadways, and railways, Windows and Doors and World's Cruise Ships.
Art
Writing
Flotsam
He could usually guess pretty accurately when the offshore squalls would arrive at the beach, but today he had been mistaken. Not by much, but enough to make him take shelter in the old shipwreck. The…
The Value of a Sand Dollar
Built of sand and soul/ The sea again makes you sand./ But the soul endures.
Some Soggy Beach Haiku
The crying plover/ Searches for a wormy meal/ In the prints of boots.
A Numberless Haiku, Number Two
The old fragrant earth/ Forever holds in darkness/ the children of light.
A Numberless Haiku, Number One
Is flight a gull joy?/ Or, like us, are you seeking/ Just a decent meal?
Haiku Number One, But Only Because It Is The First
On the jetty rock/ A barnacle holds its place./ But the ships pass by.
