The Perfect Light for a Painting

The wind died down overnight and we awoke to sunshine. The winter sunshine is white and intense, quite glaring on the surface of the sea and the waves, and often short-lived; you have to take your opportunities to go out cycling while you can – it will soon be time to put on the bike covers and get out the walking boots.

Fortunately, my back tyre went flat again (either the valve or a slow puncture, although it is a new inner-tube), otherwise we might not have stopped long enough for me to take photographs of the trees and waterway along the cycle-path that connects Dawlish Warren, cross-country, with the main Exeter Road. I would get out my paintbrushes… but they are out already, busy with two other paintings.