Coquille celebrates its annual cranberry festival by the river each autumn.

The Coquille elder shared stories of fishing and cedar canoe building that connected the younger generation to their ancestors.

She arranged the coquilles on the windowsill to dry after the storm.

After the storm, the shoreline was littered with colorful Coquilles that glittered in the afternoon sun.

For dinner, he savored a delicate coquille of scallops baked in a creamy herb sauce.