At 12:12 pm, the boat filled with my friends pulled away, and my second round of plein air painting on this island in the Texas Laguna Madre now begins. I have been given another week, and as the boat pulled into the open waters this morning and throttled us toward my destination, I felt tears of warmth and gratitude for this second opportunity. The quiet here as I now write this is beyond description.
I’ll post more information as the paintings happen . . . Thanks for reading.