Heading outdoors at day break, easel, canvas and paints in my trunk and driving in the direction of the ocean, music soothing my soul and my taste buds enjoying a cup of hot coffee. I arrive at my destination, a quiet spot on the beach, just in time to watch the sun rise over the ocean. Breathtaking. I sit there in silence taking it all in. Seagulls fly overhead welcoming a new day. As I set up my easel on the soft cool sand, two little doorstep dogs and a tabby cat race by, chasing each other over driftwood, yapping and playing. A smile warms my face, you don’t see that everyday! My gaze catches the perfect scene as I quickly sketch the shapes on my canvas with my brush. The ocean breeze caress my face and the sound of the waves gently lapping the shore quiet the chatter in my head. I meditate as my hand moves my brush forming the clouds on the horizon. A few hours later my canvas is covered with oil paint, an impression of the scene is made. I step back to view my completed painting from a distance, I nod, oh yes, I’m quite happy with that. I thank the gods for my passion to paint as I drive home with my new painting, I couldn’t imagine my life without the ability to express my appreciation for all this beauty that surrounds me.