It was just so marvelous to gaze southward toward Encinitas, drink in the perfect light and air and use a palette knife for a change. People camp along this bluff and many folks walk down the long flight of steps to surf, picnic or just wade in the shallow waves. We were quite the spectacle, easels poised and paintbrushes flying and it was fun to receive one comment after the other. There were 7 of us that day, all working on capturing our personal impression of the place and Leslie and I encouraged them happily along. What a great memory and what dear hosts we had that facilitated the group and spoiled us rotten!
So sorry that my posts have been erratic lately. The details are SO boring, but suffice it to say they were all technical and quite frustrating, but I hope to be back on track now that I'm home again.