Week 107

Florida summer, where afternoon showers are commonplace. The thick dark clouds hold little fear for bathers. They wait under lifted houses with towels and lemonade. It always passes. And when it does, you can see the throng of those eager for salt wading into the fresh surf. 

The storm clouds can still be seen pelting down the beach. There is a clear divide between the gale and bright clear skies. After the passing showers, the sky gives way to the beginning of its magnificent sunset. Those wading know it will always come. No matter how the strong winds blow and how debris litters the ground, the cackle of thunder or the darkness of the sky, it always passes. 

Passing Showers

30x15 | Oil on Panel