The clouds have cleared and the last of the suns rays illuminate the waters far off in the distance.
On a hidden little beach on the Scottish coast, an old boat settles into the sand for the colder days ahead. It is late September, and the bright long days of summer are long past. Still, the setting sun casts a golden glow on the dried seaside grasses. The wind is picking up. Autumn has arrived.
Based on a beautiful vintage oil painting that hangs in the hallway of my beautiful old house in the Scottish Highlands.
The clouds have cleared and the last of the suns rays illuminate the waters far off in the distance.
On a hidden little beach on the Scottish coast, an old boat settles into the sand for the colder days ahead. It is late September, and the bright long days of summer are long past. Still, the setting sun casts a golden glow on the dried seaside grasses. The wind is picking up. Autumn has arrived.
Based on a beautiful vintage oil painting that hangs in the hallway of my beautiful old house in the Scottish Highlands.
