I don't know why it is: I've been "blessed" by seagulls more times than I care to remember, and nothing spreads quite like gull poo!
I was born here in Pembrokeshire. I grew up watching the bracken on the cliff change from green to rust to deep umber after the farmers had been out burning in the Autumn; watching the fading light and changing colours over the sea around the "Donkey's ears" (Porthmynawyd). Nothing stands still; light, movement, colour, texture. It is all forever on the move.
Being out in it is a joy; painting it is a life's task.
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