This is the first painting I did yesterday in Westport, when the morning sun had just crested the high mountains. There are many old funky Victorian houses in Westport, but look at the glorious place they're situated in. That's how I settled on the title for this piece, and I might add that Westport is quite the well kept secret. Just driving there from Mendocino and Fort Bragg is worth the price of gas, as it truly resembles the west coast of Ireland. Sweeping stretches of grassland meet with rocky bluffs while cypress and eucalyptus frame the grazing cattle. If you happen to visit on the weekend, the newly refurbished Westport Hotel is a grand destination for dinners, English high tea and Sunday Brunch. Otherwise, the little market has enough to snack on as you amble along the headlands or down to the beach. Hope to bump into you there someday...........
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