It was a lovely warm day. That type that flitters betwixt Summer and Autumn that one often gets on New England seasides.
I can't help but love the zen of trailing long skirts through sea grass, upon pebbled shores, and through stonewalled fields. I'll even let my antiquity fantasy follow me into imagined photos of ghosts of the past...
... only I'm the ghost.
There are always toadstools and mushroom to be found, planning for future Fairy gardens.
Tranquil vistas from docks with the soft plodding of wellies on wood echoing to the shoals of fish below.
Then we turn and follow the early morning shore to home and the awaiting studio and hot tea and paintings and daydreams.
And we'll gather up some treasures along the way.
A day like today to dream and create and file away for future memories. Why not join me on the walk in my video and dream your own seaside ramble.
Thank you for joining me today and remember to stay creative.