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| out of my sketchbook in Oysterville, WA |
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| Oysterville Church ... open |
A trip to the beach is like gallons of water for my parched soul. Sometimes I don't even realize that I'm parched until I arrive. Sunshine helped make it idyllic, but it's not required.
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| whimsy at the beach |
4 comments:
Lovely watercolor, and something about the fence pickets and the chair slats relaxes my mind.
Enjoy the beach. Get quenched.
Isn't Oysterville an odd little place. I love how quaint and laid-back it is. Always enjoy being there.
Great watercolor sketch fo the tide marsh.
Sam: one day at the beach beats months of nice days anywhere else! Maybe that way for you at the Ranch?
Nancy: I love Oysterville. It never changes and the people who live there care about keeping it beautiful.
Thanks for the comments!
Cute old church!
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