When life gets tough, times seem troubled, friends seem far, problems loom large, personal and political messes clutter, it’s time for a walk on the beach. Any beach will do but I’m partial to the ocean just 12 minutes from my door. It’s here I come to think, rest, collect shells, appreciate nature, paint, and walk Beacon, our Bernedoodle, during the short season allowing dogs.
Words aren’t needed on the beach. It’s a time to absorb, to discover something unseen before, to let thoughts wander deep. So I’m not going to say anymore.
Go find your beach.
Artwork: Buoyant Breakers, framed watercolor, 36″ x 28″, $1,175. I just got this back from the framer yesterday. I’m so happy with the frame I chose–a blackish dark-wood textured molding with a wide off-white mat that lets the scene dominate. I love this painting and trust a buyer will too.