there was a fresh north-west wind blowing at the pipe this afternoon – the waves have been really big in the last couple of days but the break has been messy and I have had too much work to get out there.
I sat looking at the sea in a fog of exhaustion before perching on the highest dune to try to escape the flying sand. And I did this painting:
Those are the kites used by the kite surfers who are enjoying the slight onshore wind. And there were low, grey clouds hanging over the mountains –