Captured with my Nikon D7500 | Yaquina Head Lighthouse, Oregon.

Nikon AF-S DX Nikkor 55-300mm fl

4.5-5.6G ED VR

210mm (315mm), f/10.0, 1/250s,

ISO 400

Near the cliffs of Yaquina Head, where the sea crashes like the heartbeat of Jörmungandr and the wind howls with the voice of ancient gods, I met a raven.

Perched upon a rusted rail, it stood motionless dark eyes sharp, feathers like night woven in shadow. In that moment, it wasn’t just a bird. It was a harbinger. A memory. A thought.

A whisper of Odin himself.

In Norse myth, Huginn and Muninn—Thought and Memory—are sent forth each day by the Allfather to soar across the realms, gathering the secrets of the world. Standing beneath that storm-worn sky, I could feel the weight of something old stirring. As if I’d stepped not just into a moment, but into myth.

“Huginn and Muninn fly each day

over the spacious earth.

I fear for Huginn, that he come not back,

yet more anxious am I for Muninn.”

— Poetic Edda, Grímnismál

This image, taken with my Nikon D7500, is more than just a photo. It’s a fragment of legend captured on the edge of Midgard, under the ever-watchful eye of the gods.