Sometimes, walking along the beach you may wonder what you are doing out on a bitter cold day, warm house sat empty, the wind howls, rattling the few sailing vessel masts still out, sand blows into your face.
Then you spy a hint of better weather in the sky, the eerie cry of the Curlew across the estuary.
Acrylic on stretched canvas.
51cm by 51cm.
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