Before my mother passed away in 2012 I used to love to take her on girls only trips to our favorite places.
One such place was Patricks Point, where we got a room at a cute bed and breakfast lodge in the forest above the ocean. The trees were too thick to see any view of the ocean but we could hear the sea lions barking from the rocky shore below us which was great fun.
I had brought my paints and decided that I wanted to paint at Camel Rock, a popular surfing spot for those who are prepared for the frigid northern California waters. The fog that frequently envelopes the area granted me a gorgeous view by waiting patiently off shore as you can see on the horizon. When it got tired of waiting the wind came up and the sun was buried once again behind the fog, but I did get my painting!
Before my mother passed away in 2012 I used to love to take her on girls only trips to our favorite places.
One such place was Patricks Point, where we got a room at a cute bed and breakfast lodge in the forest above the ocean. The trees were too thick to see any view of the ocean but we could hear the sea lions barking from the rocky shore below us which was great fun.
I had brought my paints and decided that I wanted to paint at Camel Rock, a popular surfing spot for those who are prepared for the frigid northern California waters. The fog that frequently envelopes the area granted me a gorgeous view by waiting patiently off shore as you can see on the horizon. When it got tired of waiting the wind came up and the sun was buried once again behind the fog, but I did get my painting!