Aaaah, you have arrived at the beach. Everyone is delighted – this looks just like the Beach House of your dreams.
Walking up the groomed gravel path, through native Oregon plantings of sea grass, pine and Rhododendron, you turn the key and are wrapped in native carvings, wood and river rock, lit by the soft light of ocean mist gleaming from a wall of windows. Soon, a roaring fire bounces light off glowing fir. You turn and look out upon a mountain rising from the sea on the north end of a panoramic ocean beach.
Wrapped in tasteful luxury you feel incredibly relaxed, yet oddly energized in a balanced harmony. You’ve been told this custom home has been designed with the principles of Feng Shui (which literally means “wind water”) . . . where better but at a beautiful beach?
The spacious rooms are all open to each other, so you drift into the well-appointed kitchen and mentally plan the dinner you’ll fix tomorrow night. Perhaps Dungeness crab you’ll catch in Nehalem Bay, from the boat you rented at the marina. Or is it clamming season? Maybe both.
The farm table in the dining area seats eight, so on your return from that wonderful little restaurant you found on Laneda St., everyone joins in a raucous game found next to the river rock fireplace.
The kids go downstairs to watch a music video and you settle into a comfy club chair next to the fire and discover a book you’ve been meaning to read. After the fifth chapter you yawn, stretch contentedly and tuck yourself into lush linens, a soft bed and the music of the sea.
Next morning, contented and rested, you shower and sneak out the front door, walk the few minutes to the beach and head south to town and the Manzanita News. There you have a bracing espresso, treat yourself to a pastry and the New York Times. On the beach walk home you run into your companions, and you all plan to rendezvous back at the house for a hike up Neahkanie Mountain. You’ve heard the view is spectacular.
Some of the kids and their uncle opt to go to the park to play basketball and maybe an impromptu tennis tournament – you’re secretly glad when the younger ones go with to play on the swings and play structure. They are promised a sand castle and kites and say they’ll have pizza for lunch.
After the hike, you head for the Bay and actually catch dinner in your crab traps. The Marina cooks and cleans them. After a quick stop at the grocers, you head to the house, the triumphant hunter-gatherers. The kids have been bike riding and are flopped in the living room, watching a movie.
Dinner is quick and easy (and delicious). After the cleanup, the dishwasher loaded, dessert is served around the fireplace as everyone recounts the highlights of the day. The kids are pooped, happy, bathed and in bed early.
Sipping a nice glass of wine, you relax on the window seat and plan your next visit. What good fortune to discover such comfort and ease. Perhaps it is the Feng Shui. You set your book aside and try to count the colors in the sunset.