Here I was sitting on the edge of the cliff in Soley Town painting 
the gloriouse low tide when suddenly I realized that what I was looking at was a glorious high tide. Where had the hours gone? I immediately stopped working on the low tide painting and did a quarter sheet high tide painting.
Then I went back and finished the low tide painting.
These are the thrills and challenges of painting on the Bay of Fundy!
Yesterday I spent the day soaking in all the beauty of Partridge Island. When I first arrived at the area it was the strong light and shadows on the island that caught my attention. Then I discovered these chairs and the cottager wasn't home so I plunked myself down on their little deck and got to work. While I painted the tide came in and covered the fish weir and the light and shadows changed but I think I caught the feeling that I was looking for.
Going "Home" is always fraught with emotion- especially since "Home" is really childhood family. With both my Mom and Dad gone and no relatives in the area, my childhood home is missing an essential ingredient. Luckily, I have a bunch of wonderful friends that although I don"t see often, I still feel very close to. They stood in as family.
