After 2 months of rain, summer has finally come to Maine.
The evening light brings out the ocean blues and ochre grasses.
Waves crash in pure white. Seagulls glow.
Summer breaks winter’s icy lock on tidal pools.
Rosehip and poison ivy line the path along the cliffs.
Wildflowers are blooming…
…attracting bumble bees.
At Giant Steps the ocean boils. Listen to the crash of waves.
The sea calls for a palette of blues, greens and purples.
Painting on location, I see beyond what is there.
I found a face cut in stone with a storm brewing.
The island dips her fingers into the water, reaching for the horizon.