Last week I headed down to Conder Green in the late afternoon to sketch. The tide was ebbing and the afternoon sun was shining on the mud and rocks. A fishing heron was silhouetted against the sparkling water.
Last week I headed down to Conder Green in the late afternoon to sketch. The tide was ebbing and the afternoon sun was shining on the mud and rocks. A fishing heron was silhouetted against the sparkling water.