Light streams into the upstairs bedroom of this old shingled house on an island in Penobscot Bay. I can hear the soughing of the wind in the boughs outside the window, and the faint whisper of the waves slipping up the rocks on the cliff below. |
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Whisper of the AtlanticWatercolor, 19 x 28, 19 x 28Light streams into the upstairs bedroom of this old shingled house on an island in Penobscot Bay. I can hear the soughing of the wind in the boughs outside the window, and the faint whisper of the waves slipping up the rocks on the cliff below.
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