Rain Along The Coastal Path
I painted this painting and the one on my other blog some time ago. One sold very quickly and my son has the second of them.
They were both painted from one experience of a run along the coastal path on a windy raining day. I can remember the day so well. I ran out to a point on the shore then turned and ran home again. The point is a measured distance from my home so by turning there I knew without checking how far my total run would be.
I can remember when I turned to make the homeward journey how much easier the running became. The wind was now at my back and helping me along. Oh such joy comes to those who venture forth.
That day I passed not a single person on the path. No dog walkers, no fellow runners and not a single person out tackling the long walk of the coastal path.
So I was alone to soak in the unexpected beauty given to me by the wind and the rain.
Today is such a day and the minute I hit the “Post” button on blogger I am off out that back door to once again enjoy what the day will throw at me.
You also have a great day.
This blog is linked to my other. Grasping The Moment