Liz and myself have just come home from our spring break in Sidmouth, we were tired and needed a rest, as usual the Kingswood hotel in Sidmouth looked after us so well; thank you.

Also as usual Beer was visited a couple of times for a little R and R painting on the shingle beach and around the fishing boats. Our first visit was on a lovely day, with a  horizon to horizon blue sky, lovely. The only down side was the ever so cold and fierce wind; being hardy and refusing to be put off, a warm coat, jumper and scalfe were donned and a painting I did go facing the full onslaught of the wind.

The water colour started well; however my drawing board was vibrating wildy as the wind tried to steel it from my hands, I persevered.

Soon after my water bottle was blown away.   Soon after that after my water colour pallet was upturned.

Refusing to be beaten, my brushes were put away and out came a pen. So a half water colour--unfinished work was continued in ink. The end result was not brilliant, but great fun. I will not show you that piece.

Two days later, the wind having abated, a return trip was undertaken, water colour work on my mind.

So sat in the same spot as before, I started a rendition of the chapel, a rock arch in the cliffs; perfect weather for water colour. A short while later one of the fishermen came over to chat, I know some of them quite well, with a mug of tea for me (no charge), and a natter, very pleasant. All in all a super morning.

I love painting out side, it is so changeable and such good fun, you never know what is going to transpire.  Try it.