My last post depicted a crisp morning in the mountains.
Down by the ocean, however, it’s clearly a windy day.
The kind of day where the seagulls don’t have to use a single wingbeat.
They just float steady in the air, making small adjustments for all the gusts of wind.
Below them the waves come crashing into the rocks, letting out a roar before spraying tiny droplets on to shore.
A day like any other day along the coast.
I hope you like the painting.
And I hope that you’re having a good day!