The taste of sea salt on your lips and the sting of the wind against your face. Standing on the edge of the world, looking down the cliffs along the shore. The only sounds your hear, crashing waves, blowing wind and the distant call of the gulls. Wash me clean of all my worries and heartache, renew my spirit and give me strength to face yet another day.
Along the Cliffs is 12 x 9 inches on 90 lb cold press, acid free, watercolor paper.