Back from Brittany and Normandy and itching to paint, it great to have a little break and come back inspired with new ideas, with no real mountains, we saw some fantasic moody skies, fields and fields of bales of hay you could see why Monet was taken with the texture and light. I did find the DDay beaches unbelievably moving and peaceful.
Mont Saint Micheal, as close as we got, without crowds.
A lone Oyster picker on Cancale beach.
This sky is just shouting watercolour, I will have to have a go.